Not my best work... Fanfic about a sleepover at Everglen.
Keefe leaned against his locker, his hands shuffling through a box of prattles, his eyes scanning the crowd for a certain familiar face. His hands were the first to find something. Sitting in the palm...
Not my best work... Fanfic about a sleepover at Everglen.
Keefe leaned against his locker, his hands shuffling through a box of prattles, his eyes scanning the crowd for a certain familiar face. His hands were the first to find something. Sitting in the palm...