Freckles&Constellations

It all kind of happened, just like that, well not just like that...
Actually, he was pretty drunk and she was pretty gorgeous, and it just so happened that he knew her name and where she lived. And it also just happened that he knew a song that carried her name and that he knew how to sing.
So one night, as I said, he was drunk and she was beautiful. And we all do very stupid but kind of brilliant things when we are drunk, so he ran to her house at 3 a.m. and started singing. It was a good thing she lived alone, if her dad was there he would probably beat the poor boy's ass right then and there.
And it just so happened that she was considerate and he charming, for she was Miss Sokolov and he was Mr Waldorf.

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I changed the name from "Her Pink Typewriter" to "Freckles&Constellations". I was inspired by Dodie Clark's song "Freckles and Constellations" and I've been writing a short poem that has the same name. I unpublished this story and I'm publishing it again, it's in the process of editing and stuff... So yeah, please enjoy and stay awesome.

Cover was made by @Perfectioners. Thank you so much for the cover! :)

This is a work of fiction, my work of fiction.

I rated it as 'mature', there will be some strong language probably and mentions of alcohol and such things (sex included).

Thank you for reading my story. Enjoy!

P.S. Like my updates are super sloooow. Sorrrry

xx Nona