a soft sigh fell from the raven haired boys lips, as he swirled the substance in his glass around it, wondering where everyone could be at this hour. it may be a weekday, but it’s strange for him to be alone at the bar at happy hour.

practical, you mean.

/ I haven’t written properly in so long, apologies if I’m rusty. Just trying to gain back muse !

wouldn’t you like to know.

They’ve came in handy a couple of times, just trust and believe

he’s offering the reader a cold bottle of beer, & his company.

it’s him & the beer or nothing

he doesn’t have one, and no, his Face Is too pretty to be hidden away

glad she agrees with him

she can have it when she promises she’ll actually talk to him and keep him company on this dull Monday night

what can he say, he’s extremely bored. Anything Or anyone is better than talking to himself.

achoo

this is the only time you’ll see him crack a smile.

can he say good morning if he woke up at 1am? Does it still count?

yes, he’s jamming to good 4 u by Olivia Rodrigo. No, he’s not ashamed of it. It’s a bop.

/ are we alive? Is it a good time to revive?

knock knock

/ I’m gonna revive so … let’s write besties !

/ with all the disgusting stuff coming out about jordan Connor, I will be recasting sweet pea: please send suggestions!

/ ok hear me out… recast as him? Thoughts?