Hey There, Ethan. (S)
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Ongoing5m
Last published Mon, Oct 5, 2020
Hey There, Ethan. I just heard the news. I.. Honestly I don't know why I called since I know you won't pick up. Look, I'm sorry. Alright? I'm sorry that I'm the worst possible person you could have ever met. That's why I wasn't there. You deserved better than this shitty world. Really. I wish it was me instead, but that's not how life works.
It's a musical, but I think you'll enjoy it nonetheless. This is my own original work. Please Enjoy! Includes the following original songs:
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