anderperry

mr moonlight

maybe if he just breathed a little slower he'd finally drift off to sleep.

but no, todd couldn't possibly let himself sleep now, any blink of his eyelids didn't even feel worth any weight in the slightest.

for here, todd could hear a soft voice from across the room, a whispering of words that todd barely could decipher every now and then. every stray word that his ears caught, todd found himself clinging to, holding those quiet words close to his chest. he kept his hand resting on his chest under the blankets, those blankets that he'd pulled up just a little over his chin since it was quite chilly during autumn-time this year in new england.

todd's hand was un-calloused, as he wasn't one for putting himself out there for sports that he'd most likely get mocked for because of his lack of experience; or for playing an instrument, such as a guitar that's acoustic and soft or even a god damn ukelele, that he'd only further embarrass himself in attempting.

the thin-fabriced, long-sleeved shirt was stripy, much like the majority of pyjama tops that the boys in the college wore to bed. only todd's was striped with a soft blue colour; with a warmly cream colour; and with a pale pink that reminded todd, in a way, of the gentle pink colour that todd was seeing much more of recently now that autumn has rolled in with a tousling-wind. this colour of one of the stripes that todd thought similar to neil's cheeks, that were supported in caring way by his fairly-prominent cheekbones, and neil's bulbous nose, that seemed to hook downwards at the tip so smoothly and in nearly a gentle way, during nippy evenings and nights. like a moon.

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clara's notes<3

so uh would anyone read ts if i wrote more💔

title from: "Mr Moonlight" by The Beatles.

be honest would anyone want to read stupid anderperry cute stuff written by me