Back to April 9th, 2021
George sighed, slowly pulling himself out of bed.
It's time.
His eyes half lidded with sleep, he opened the drawer beside his bed and snatched up a piece of paper, a pen, and the small bottle that held the things he dreaded but yet anticipated with acceptance. And with that, he began the letter.
After he'd finished the long letter and tore off a smaller piece of paper to write two words, he took a glance at the orange bottle.
The calendulas.
Quickly, before he folded up the letter, he scribbled one last note and then with satisfaction, he signed it and folded it up, placing it in an envelope and addressing it to who it needed to go to. The small paper he would keep. Now when he turned his focus back to the bottle, he knew he was finally ready.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
straight out of a dream
Fanfictionjust a little short story i wrote based on Flowers From 1970 set around 6-7 months after the events in FF1970 this is my first story so sorry if its not all that great the chapters are short there are TW's but i don't want to spoil the ending so i'm...
