"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...
Well I'm not the guy who usually doesn't write stories or anything and yes, I'm a guy. So now you're kind of interested about this blog, or this story, or whatever you call this wattpad thing because you rarely see a dude writing some shit about their story. Well I'm technically a dude but to be honest I'm Bisexual.
Ένα μικρό βιβλίο με την φιλοσοφικη έρευνα για το γέλιο στο μυαλό ενός αγχώδη τύπου ( εγώ 😅)
Hey guys I'm not good in descriptions yet so I'll only say that in this story Marinette's class is going on a school trip in the forest (like camping). Who knows what is going to happen? Keep reading to find out. P. S. you can also find this story on my Instagram account (@adrienette69) and sorry if my English isn't w...