"I've called literally everyone and no one knew where he was."
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After another few minutes of thinking, Vincent suddenly remembers, "Darryl! He might be at your bakery!"
"My bakery?" I ask, making sure I understood what he said.
Vincent buckles his seat belt and starts driving quickly. I fumble my seat belt around, finally hearing the satisfying click. Vincent pulls up in front of an old-fashioned bakery.
"This is where you first met Zak, remember?" Vincent questions, hoping to jog my memory. Sadly, I come up blank. I begin to walk into the shop.
Scanning the area I spot a hooded figure with a fair-skinned man. The hooded one looked to be sleeping on the tables, having crossed their arms, blocking their face. The fair-skinned man was sipping on a warm drink. (forgot to say that it's autumn rn almost winter)
(Well this is awkward. I saw the twitter stuff and whatever, I feel bad for Xem. So I was wondering if u guys wanted me to change up the story a bit.
plz choose one..
yes, change up the story a bit for Xem<3
no, keep the story the same <3
ok thanks biii!)
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