Your muse walks in on mine attempting to commit suicide.
You flinch away from the sound, covering your ears. You hate guns. So fucking much.
“–That doesn’t matter. Please, just. Talk to me. I’m here for you.”
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“What is there to talk about–?”You ask him, just throwing the gun on the bed. Rosie herself was scared by the gunshot,...
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