Losers ((Connor Murphy x Reader))
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You and Connor had been neighbors for years, the only time you two would talk was when you were smoking together, and those were your favorite moments just when you connor, Jeremy, and Michael would just get stoned. They were your only friends. But one day you just couldn't take it anymore, you killed yourself. You woke up in the room where you could have sworn you had taken your life when you turned and saw Connor cradling your body close to him. You screamed, or thought you were screaming... Then you saw the mirror, you were, a cat?!
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