I'm in DC and I wrote this while I've been here and I'm 98% sure it's awful and I struggled to write it well
I missed him.
It wasn't the simple "I want to see you again," it was like he was my oxygen, and without him I couldn't breathe.
Sure, we were only best friends, but we were closer than I had ever been in any other relationship, platonic or romantic.
We finished each other's sentences, knew each other's fast food orders by heart, knew everything there was to know about each other. And that meant everything. Yeah, we'd experimented, but that's in the past.
But I missed him still.
Where did he go? Nowhere. That was the thing. He still lived in that apartment with his friends, still slept in his unfinished room, still laughed at his own jokes.
But at the same time, he wasn't, at least to me. He had completely distanced himself from me one day without warning.
And I missed him so so much.
I'd tried reaching out to him, but no answer.
He just... cut me off.
And I missed him.
yeet awful writing
I was very tired when I wrote a lot of this
Also no ship/particular people because I couldn't really decide
If anyone is interested in what I'm doing you can check my message board, I post updates there throughout the day
bye then
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Nice Posture Nonsense | One Shots
FanfictionI get ideas and they turn into one shots, and that's really all there is to it. If you're expecting consistency then you're in the wrong place. ~~~ both ryan and andrew are on the cover because at one time they were part of nice posture, despite no...
