chapter twelve

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narrative, messages

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narrative, messages































╰┈➤ location: lacey township, the noon household



connor's pov


I'M sitting on the floor of my bedroom. Why? Because it's comfortable. I have the urge to text Iris. For the past few days I catch myself looking at her in some way. I mean we're just friends, right? I don't know how she feels but I want to know. I know how I feel... I think. I look at my phone and scroll through tiktok. Social media is getting kind of boring, maybe I will text Iris.


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