No one asked for more but they never told me to stop so here we go.
Anti pov
I lay in my bed my eyes wide open I can't sleep because to many thoughts went though my head just why why why why this why that it haunts ya my thoughts were interuppped when I saw bright green hair in the doorway "wassup?" I asked him a little worried he jumped on my bed and started crying with his face burried in my chest "i-i-I" he stuttered "h-he hit m-me so I h-hit back and broke his nose" he finished. "Well..." I was speechless "mabye we should go to bed" I suggested but he was already asleep I could hear his little snores now I'm wondering is he thinking the thoughts too.
I'll see y'all later bye
