Broken_Halo

An update for all of us in middle America trapped inside from the winter storm. 

Extra update for a special day :)

Bad Things just hit 50,000 reads, I love you all so much 

No update next weekend, I’ll be in the woods eating my body weight in s’more’s. 

Something is brewing.
          
          "No," he repeats and I can hear the smile in his voice, he pressing a kiss to my shoulder.  "Breakfast first, then I'll take you back to your car."
          
          "Why do you want to have breakfast with me so badly?" I ask, laughing at his response.  It's a five minute drive back to the bar, he could just drop me off and hit a drive through.
          
          "Because I don't think I'm going to see you again, so I'm going to stretch this out as long as I can," Noah speaks the words into my ear again, brushing his lips against the shell of my ear.  If he kept that up he was going to need a restraining order to keep me away.   I smile at his answer, despite myself.
          
          "Better make it the best breakfast I've ever had," I challenge.  Although, breakfast was my favorite meal, it would be hard to disappoint me.  I groan at my clothes rumpled on the floor.  Noah must follow my train of thought.  There's no way they're dry laying in a pile like that.

Hi.. 

This was crazy, go read it
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Hi. I love the fact that your profile pic is Noah Sebastian in all his glory ☺️

Several deaths, two weddings, and one prophecy later. 

dedicating the last three chapters to the lofi playlist on the calm app