We both sprinted inside and turned the tv to channel 257. What I saw was amazing. I started screaming like the fangirl I am. "Enter the contest to win a day with the one and only Harry Styles!" the tv said. I lost it. I knew I had to hurry and enter before there was too many people. I hurried and called the number on...
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...
