Empty Nights

Empty Nights

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Short story (?) about some past stuffs and imagination. I think it's really poorly written but I needed something... T.W. - Stuffs with self harm and mental health issues
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"Love is the best kind of addiction." *** Rob is a smoker, it's a part of his bad boy image, a part he's not too happy to be losing. Olympia is supposed to be helping Rob quit, a job she has volunteered for but has no idea how to do. Quitting is never easy, but maybe a new addiction could help. *** "I don't do love, Olympia." Now it was my turn to raise an eyebrow. "Love isn't something you do, Rob. It doesn't happen because you decided that it would. It's like an addiction, you get a taste of it and it becomes all you ever want, nothing else matters." "So it's an addiction?" I nodded, "kinda like smoking then?" I shrugged, "Yeah I guess, I wouldn't know." "Prove it. Prove to me that love is an addiction, and I'll prove to you that I can quit. Deal?" *** my first book on Wattpad, please give it a chance:)

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