prologue

"You know how leftovers aren't as good as when you had it that first night?" Andrew nods slowly, a look of confusion on his face.

"Where's this going?" he wonders, getting shushed in response.

"So..." she trails off, "think of John as the food you had on the first night, and I'm the leftovers." She grins sarcastically. "My dad told me that."

Andrew Clark x Female Oc
Boy x Girl