Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.

Eerst dacht ik: 'ja, goed plan ik ga ook nog een verhaal zonder Ruben of Tijl maken.' Toen dacht ik: 'naja laat maar, dat gaat toch niet werken.' Dit is chaos, maar ik hoop dat jullie het leuke/goede chaos vinden. I hope you'll enjoy. XX

Dit is een fanfiction over Ruben Nicolai & Tijl Beckand. AKA Tuben Nicoland. Het berust niet op waarheid. I hope you'll enjoy (Check anders ook even mn fanaccount op instagram: @Ruben_i_nicolai ^,..,^)

Ik ben een beetje te lui om een uitleg te schrijven. Maar ik ben wel hyper. Het is altijd theetijd. Dit is een fanfic van Tijl Beckand en Chantal Janzen X PS dit verhaal berust niet op waarheid ^,..,^ I hope you'll enjoy XX