His red hair.
His bright personality.
His stupid loyalty made him vulnerable to the world.
I hate the outdoors.
I hated him.
I don't know how to feel now.
The rain smacks against my window. A few windows around my place still have light.
A lot of them are off.
I'm one of the few.
I hope to make it up to him.
Good day, dear reader.
WoRDS: 67
I don't know where i was going here-
I promise I'll make another chapter that's actually part of the story ;-;
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