imagines

november ☔︎

Wesley Finn Tucker
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The sky filled with purple and orange hues, the large fluffy clouds surrounded the horizon in which the sun began to set under.

Your head rested upon Wesley's shoulder, both admiring the gorgeous sunset.

Wes sighed, digging in his pockets, scoffing once he found it. You sat up straight, watching as wes inhaled through his Juul.

He exhaled before looking at you, a cheesy grin on his face.

"I love you" was all he said before wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

You guys sat in silence, the cool breeze began to calm.

"Hey wes, what's your November?" You asked.

"The first time we made love, what's yours?" He exhaled the smoke.

"My November is right now"

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This is gross ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew bye