omg no cause the more i look through my old "writing" the funnier stuff gets. and the amount of fandoms there are too like wow. i was and still am all over the place
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awwww thank you so much @fictional-love-is-my-life❤️❤️❤️
but you’ll never catch me alive!!🤺🤺 🏃♀️
note: something i had wrote for the fall list that i never ended up posting cause i forgot hahaha whoops :)
The house was silent with the exceptions of soft snores coming from the couch and bedrooms. I look down to the small bundle in my arms and smile. There’s no way I’m getting away with this. I move to the kitchen and open the fridge for some milk. I set the small bundle onto the countertop and I start to pour some milk into a small saucer. A light flickers on and I jump. “What are you doing?”
I turn to see my boyfriend standing in the hallway with his arms crossed. “Nothing! Just… getting some milk? What’re you doing Dare?” I smile innocently and try to advert the attention from the small, now moving, bundle on the counter by walking up to him and dramatically falling into his arms. Lets see how far this goes.
“Apparently watching you pour milk into a saucer that you were going to drink out of. What are you actually doing?” Darry looks down at me and raises a brow, suspicious.
“Yeah about that… I-” I’m cut off by high pitched meows coming from behind me. I nervously smile. “Yeah so I guess the cats out of the bag…” I laugh. “Quite literally…” I turn and grab the small black kitten out of the blankets and smile. “So you know how you said the only time we’d ever get a pet is if we found it on the side of the road? You’ll never believe were I found this little munchkin!” I watch as he blinks in surprise and frowns.
“C’mon Darry don’t give me that look! He’s just a baby! How could I leave him there?” I smile pleadingly at him and walk closer. “Here, hold him. He doesn’t bite or scratch.” I hand him the kitten and hold my breath. Surely he wouldn’t make me put him back… right?
I smile as he slowly looks up. “So we can keep him?”
thank you guys for all of the birthday wishes!! i don't think my replies in the comment section sent and i cant figure out how to get it to work but anyways thank yall! you guys mean so much to me 🥹🫶🫶
it's my 18th birthday today and i rly stayed up until 3am to make this... i still can't get over it like my stomach hurts big time and i've been crying for the past hour 🤭
❀ she/her ❀ you can call me Gale ❀ 17 ❀ multi fandom gal ❀ ❀ the probability of me writing something is small but not zero ❀
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