Chapter Playlist:
Heaven - The Neighbourhood
Our love - William Sheats
&burn - Billie Eilish (with Vince staples)
Sleep alone - Sticky Fingers
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She drew.
He wrote.
As they would focus on their pieces of paper, ashes would be left behind. Sometimes the cigarette would burn the pages of their work. They each loved their hobby and they both loved to smoke.
Once she had finished a sketch she would draw a tiny number in the bottom right hand corner. Once he had written a story or any medium, he would write a cursive number in the top left hand corner.
Her Grandfather, built the small shed out the back when Poppy Walden was only at the age of 10, that was soon after she found her love for art. The next eight years she sat in the wooden shed and drew her imagination on to the canvas. At 18 years of age; Poppy works short shifts everyday in a studio selling only the best paints, brushes and fabrics.
The small amount of money she earns from her job, goes towards paint supplies, rent; to help her grandpa and, cigarettes. Poppy walks home inhaling the chemicals that calm her down. The ashes of the cigarettes fall to the Forrest floor and are circulated amongst the various sizes of trees.
Roy Freedman lived on the other side of the forest but enjoyed walking to a place that was close and although so close, it was an escape for him.
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A/N
Hey, I'm back out of pure boredom but a love for writing stories haha
Hope you enjoy, would love any comments,questions feedback. All is welcome x thank-you for reading!
Check out my completed story, Fries (I was like 15 when I wrote it, I'm sorry in advance) ❤️
Will be updating as much as possible
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