“You're toxic. Every time I'm with you I feel a little more poisoned.”
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Battling a constant war against life, Brighley Adams only thought each day was surviving the tragedy of her so called "life".
More like death.
If there was a prize for "most likely to die tomorrow", Brighley would win by a long shot.
Diagnosed with fatal familial insomnia a few years ago, her life was a daily struggle between death and a procrastinated death.
Luke was the stereotypical junior in high school. Popular, funny, and a total bad boy.
Landing himself at North Shore Hospital for a sports injury, he can't help but be somewhat depressed over his current setting. A boring room with boring people.
When two worlds clash, death might be more common than not, even if it is just social.
Toxicity is never relevant.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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