he is bettor
awwwwww-
I'm so proud of my himbo son-
he still lonely but he isnt drinking like he used ta
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW-
I love him so much-like I just want him to be happy-
do you want me to start?
yes
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It's 5 at night and Erick's walking out of his house. He shuts and locks the door behind him, shoving his hands in his pockets. He sighs and breathes in the cool night air, looking around
Something, SOMEONE caught his eye. They stared back at him from behind a shrub, eyes shining.
"Gah!"
He jumps, startled
"W-who's there!?"
They didn't answer.
He sighs
"I can see you hiding back there, just come out, this is kinda creepy..."
