Sally Face was insufferable. His freakishly blue hair. His stupidly short height. His creepy mask, with holes that showed a penetrating blue eye in their darkness. Only one ever moved, which was ever the more reason to feel sick just looking at him. Travis hated him. He hated him so much he dreamed about him. So much that, when he wrote, it was ever only about him. So much his thoughts constantly swirled with blue, pink, and white. Travis hated him. For making his heart race when he caught a glimpse of him. For making him stare for longer than intended. For making Travis fall for him. ~ Sal Fisher/Travis Phelps - Sally Face I do not own any of the characters portrayed in this book. My AO3(probably where the rest will be published): FlakaneAll Rights Reserved
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