YOU_SCUMBAG
"𝒲𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓎ℴ𝓊 ℊℴ 𝓉ℴ 𝒽ℯ𝓁𝓁, ℐ'𝓁𝓁 ℊℴ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓉ℴℴ"~💜🍝🚬
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Plucking a stray earbud out of my ear with ease, I pulled open the front door to greet the delivery man. Except, I was greeted with Lee instead.
"Lee?"
Eyebrows lifting in shock, Lee scanned my messed up figure. Skimming my creased clothes, I attempted to straighten them out in embarrassment.
Leroy :: "I didn't know you played [instrument of choice]." His fingers tapped idly on the box which most likely held my [instrument accessory].
Shuffling on the spot, I slid my hands into my pockets and leaned against the doorframe, "..I only know, like, two songs."
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Dating the redeemed prankster bunny who you met upon putting on a headset is enough, but can it compare to working your ass off trying to warm up to the local emo delivery boy with a troubled past and a multitude of regrets?
[the cover does not belong to me, it belongs to its rightful owner]