𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅.
the soft smell of vanilla wafted throughout lit candles.
the red-head took several deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself, but it didn't seem to work.
she was going crazy, she had to be.
she looked at ashtray through the peephole, taking in all of his features. he looked different.
not in a bad way. he looked good. just different.
after a minute, cherry pulled the door back open.
unfortunately, she hadn't collected herself.
"you're not real! go away!" cherry demanded.
"i am, i promise!" ashtray pleaded, one bloody hand on the door. "i took a million buses to get here. i think you're the only person who can help me. please."
his voice broke with every word.
she'd never seen him like that. it was alien.
ashtray was asking for help?
she struggled to comprehend it. the sight of him.
it'd been years.
there was no way this was real.
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𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐃, ashtray
Fanfiction✧ 。⁺ 🃏 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, 💋 cherry garcia moves in with ashtray, who hates her guts, and shares a room with her. after her father involves her in his drug dealing business, she has to help him regain his memories, and they fall in love all over agai...