Whatever, Creeper Head

Whatever, Creeper Head

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Author: ANDREWLIKESHARDBASS "Whatever, Creeper Head." - Valentine says, rolling her eyes playfully whenever he pulls up some random life changing advice. ___________ "Whatever, Creeper Head" is a Story about a Lazy but nice girl named Valentine who meets a Boy called Drew but he's Unusual. he has a.... Minecraft Creeper head, for whatever reason? The two end up in a long lasting friendship. Drew is awkward to confess while Valentine is Just... in her fantasies where this all is just friendship.
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