He allowed me a six month grace-period. If I couldn't find 101 reasons to give us a chance in those six months, then we'd call it off. But somehow I knew, before I even noted my first reason, that things would never be like they once were.
Too many realistic septiplier fanfictions always talks about the same hotel. The imaginary fanfics always have one of them a badboy and other poor af.
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) I picked the right story to read tonight. *Pervs over story*
It just keeps on getting better and better... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Lack of abs? Even my best friend said you're hot. And she doesn't know about Septiplier. She's not a weirdo like me.
*plays I'm not gay in the background* U SAID YOU WEREN'T GAY. NOW YOU WANNA CUDDLE?
Well since my mum is ill and I need to look after her. MMUUUMM CAN I HAVE WHAT MARK IS HAVING?