txuyu replied to your post: //BACK TO NORMAL YOU HAVE WORK TO DO...
i g n o r e s this~)
//NO HE MUST DO THE THING NATY HE HAS TO HE ALREADY FEELS LIKE SHIT AFTER BREAKING UP WITH SHOU AND NOT TELLING HER IS KILLING HIM!

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txuyu replied to your post: //BACK TO NORMAL YOU HAVE WORK TO DO...
i g n o r e s this~)
//NO HE MUST DO THE THING NATY HE HAS TO HE ALREADY FEELS LIKE SHIT AFTER BREAKING UP WITH SHOU AND NOT TELLING HER IS KILLING HIM!

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txuyu replied to your post:THAT’S RIGHT REESE IS GOING TO START GOING TO...
what yea r)
//probably first or second year of highschool
txuyu replied to your post: here he is the snek
Stares in amazement
"Take a picutre. it'll last longer and it'll be less deadly."
Slowly opening the cabinet door she looked at the sleeping boy her age. Quietly she crept up to him and put a present near his head. Smiling softly she kneeled down next to him. Looking for awhile she then leaned down and placed a small kiss on his cheek, she then whispered quietly "...merry Christmas and happy birthday" inside the present he would find a half of a heart necklace with some of the words cut off, she had the other half. When put together it said "You are not alone"
Waking up to a present was unexpected. Honestly, Zanna expected nothing this holiday season. Without even a note as to who it was from, he had no choice but to carefully slit the wrapping paper with a finger. Fold after fold was undone, leaving a piece of (mostly) intact wrapping paper and the gift on display.
“… Thank you…" The half that she had given to him was the ‘not alone’ part, to which he slid the chilly metal chain onto his neck and let the pendant fall against the small curve of his chest.