a random ciaran story im working on that has no plot and im making it up as i go

"And what is a little girl doing here, dressed like that?" He asked, his voice deeper than I expected. I looked down at my clothes, black ripped jeans, black shirt and leather jacket, topped with my ankle boots. "I need a place to hide." I told him, seeing his smirk fade for a second. "What, did you steal a 100 won?" He scoffed, leaning on the doorframe. I held in a laugh. "More like a million." Started: 10/06/2016 Completed. [Editing]

❝ How about I'll be your date for the night? ❞ what you do when you got nothing to lose. ©bigtaesticles, 2016 WARNING: MILD SWEARING, AND MATURE SCENE. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

"my life was bad enough already and you just had to come in and make things worse." he could feel a splash of guilt slap across his face. "I-I'm sorry." [includes : depression] start: 25th nov 2015 completed: 29th dec 2015

i know im supposed to be acting but holy shit i'm actually in love with you. © lambskwer // not editing, i was like 11 when i wrote this, cringefest ngl

He was only a hallucination.