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It's 3:54 AM, your mouth tastes like chocolate and regret, and there's something he's not telling you.

Chapter 3: Not actually a chapter I am very sorry

Summary:

Incoherent screaming.

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Hey guys! This fic is actually going on hiatus for awhile, seeing as I've hit some major writer's block and school is sucking up the majority of my time lately. If you've got any tips for that, drop 'em in the comments. Hope to see you all again soon!

Notes:

Stay tuned, longer first chapter to come when I feel like churning it out.

Meanwhile, leave some quick feedback! Or some harsh criticism. Maybe even your great grandma's favorite recipe for pineapple upside-down cake. Really, leave anything. I'll be happy to see a comment.