You were rolled up in your blanket like a burrito, you had just gotten out of a relationship that ended all because you were chubby. You were reading stories on your phone until your window opens. You sat up, still in your fluffy tortilla, you see somebody or something with crimson eyes look at you, you didn't know what it was. Who or what is this person? Why is he in my room? ( This is my first writing expect mistakes and frick ups, if you have any recommendations lemme know. P.S. I'm already judging it harshly, lol )Todos os Direitos Reservados
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