I know this is dead but HOW DARE YOU NOT WRITE A SEQUEEEEEEELLL *screams in terror, hatred, and insanity* THE LAMS STORIES ON WATTPAD ARE THE ONLY THINGS KEEPING ME (slightly?) SANE DURING QUARENTINEEEEEE
The trail of a black dress sweeps across the ground as a teenage girl approaches a grave holding a single flower, “You brought us a beautiful Lams story, thank you, and adieu.” Set down flower and moved on to next Lams
Ik this acc is dead but I will place a flower on your grave, I really enjoyed this story and I'd seriously die to see the ending but it's okay! You'll be missed R.I.P ~ me