Part two: rivers accepted the death of his beloved sweater. He put him down and wiped his hands on the paper towel he carries in his pocket. He wipes his tears and gets up. He folds Greg one last time sobbing gently
"goodbye old friend"
he puts Greg in a bag and calls 911
. "Hey bitch it's 911, please don't tell me your dick is stuck in the holes from the chipotle walls" the operator on the other line said.
"Uh hi my name is rivers cum. I like on 123 Sesame Street and my sweater just died" rivers explained wiping a few tears off his face again.
"Say It ain't so! We'll be over right away"
rivers hung up and slumped down defeated.
He thought about all the times he wore Greg before. Greg was a kind soul, very thoughtful, and yes- for a sweater very hot.
River looked over at the bad of wool and guts.
"Hey bud...? You still there...???" Rivers asked hopefully
No response.
"Hes dead rivers face it" he mumbled
Fuck.
"I love you too greg"
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Rivers cuomo x the sweater from undone
FanfictionIt's in the title Thank you to the folks from cuomoville for giving me the inspiration to keep writing this yall the real gs 😜
