he knocks, just to let thorns know he's coming in again, leaving his clothes on the counter. then he simply sits outside the door, knees drawn up to his chest, waiting while trying not to nod off.
not only do we have peak romance, we have peak pathetic. ]
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he knocks, just to let thorns know he's coming in again, leaving his clothes on the counter. then he simply sits outside the door, knees drawn up to his chest, waiting while trying not to nod off.
not only do we have peak romance, we have peak pathetic. ]