When four friends draw on a stormy night something wonderful happens. Whatever, or in this case whoever, they draw is where they go. But an important part of that drawing must be on the canvas or it is incomplete. The name. Now when these four friends are split up with no way to contact each other how will they find each other again?
"When we do something best we do it together. Like screwing things up!"
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"But all good things have to come to an end, right?"
6 years ago they thought they'd never see each other again.
6 years later they realised they were wrong.
She was a girl who knew where she was going. He was a boy who didn't.