Nico left, not completely, he visits me. But I promised not to tell. Today was one of those nights.
"(Y/N)!" Nico called I turned around and smiled.
"Hey death boy." I said simply.
"Stop calling me that!" I laughed,"ok.." I said. It doesn't get any weird we just sit and talk. About anything. It could even be the weather...more than likely not.
"So what would I look like with black hair?" I asked curious on what he'll say.
"Different, good different."He said, I smiled and leaned back on a tree trunk.
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My razor was in my back pocket...should I? I deserve it, but tonight? I don't know...
I climbed in my bunk bed and fell asleep. I woke up in rays of sunshine beaming outside. I got up and got ripped black jeans and a My Chemical Romance shirt. And yet another day without my best friend...