"I'd jump in the cadillac with you," I jokingly said. "Oh shove off," he replied as he turned away to hide his smile. u should just read the story u can click off if u happen to not like it ;)

"You remember what I said a few months ago?" Alex asked. "About when you hit one million subscribers?" You thought for a moment, sorting through your memories. "You're going to have to be more specific." Alex smiled, sipping at her drink. "About the SMP." That jogged your memory immediately. "Wait- really?" You asked, now excited. "You'll ask if I can join?" Alex nodded, and your heart swelled up with joy. You were going to join the Dream SMP. And, oh, how your life would change because of it.

[LGBTQ+ SLICE OF LIFE/ROMANCE] At the ripe old age of twenty-three, Hugo Garland starts his first year of university. It's terrifying and only adds to the anxiety and depression that has suffocated him for the last five years. But he wants to get better, he needs to, he just doesn't know where to start. His journey to healthiness is jumpstarted when he meets Renee Newell, who introduces him back into the world he missed out on for so long. With her help, he meets a man that might just be perfect for him, if only he was confident enough to do something about it. This is a story about overcoming grief and serious depression, about making friends and rediscovering the life that had once been lost. This is a story about gaining confidence and finding love. This is a story about Hugo Garland and the not-so-wrong ways to live life. Trigger Warnings for Panic Attacks

Red /red/ adjective 1. A color at the end of the spectrum next to orange and opposite violet, as of blood, fire, or rubies. Red. An odd color. It has so many meanings and so many emotions behind it. Love Anger, Embarrassment; whatever you can think of and even what you can't. It's refreshing to know that it's always there, making us feel the emotions it is conveying. Yet, there is you. When I look at your face, I can't tell what you're feeling. You're red. Your eyes, your hair, hell, even your clothes, but still I can't figure out what you are. No matter though, I'll figure out what you mean and I'll never let that definition go. Never.