after seeing chloe and having her plainly reject him and his offer to talk , he hadn’t been the same . every thought that he had resulted back to her , everything he heard of or thought of returned back to her . he didn’t know if it was because his guilt was tenfold at the moment . his breakfast was coffee with a little but of baileys in it . his comfort drug between his two fingers as he inhaled the smoke , the sweet taste of mango kush . throwing the tip on the floor , he enters her building ❝ you got this . ❞ he whispers to himself as he knocks on the door , a small piece of tiramisu in a bag for the other . seeing the door open. he puts his best smile , ( something he knew she could never turn away from ; even when they were kids ) holding the bag up ❝ i come with gifts . ❞
( closed starter : @ofkaiiz )
