YOU KNOW FUCKING WHAT??????????
EVERYBODY FUCKING SUBMIT TO THE FUCKING FEATURED FOLDER.
I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THAT FOLDER ANYMORE.
I FUCKING HATE YOU ASSHOLES.
Make Her a Member of the Midnight Crew Pt.1 Chapter 1: 2am
The moon was beginning to lower in the sky, the red numbers flashing in the clock and in your mind, confirming its status. You hands frantically ran through your hair, searching for nothing but answers. Where was he? The clock only replied, two am. Frustrated, you threw the clock at the wall, watching as pieces detached, hiding under the bed, where only a miracle would surface them again. Finally breaking, you leaned against the ornate wallpaper, bringing your hands to your face to hide your tears, but there was no need for that. The house was empty.
You weren’t clueless; your husband’s line of work was an unpredictable one. Late hours and unforeseen complications were some of its constants; however, so was… it chilled you to think about it. You traced shapes from the tear-puddles on the floor, stiffening whe
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