- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- Online Availability
- 12 pm-10:30 pm (with some exceptions)
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Beginner
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Fantasy, Mystery, Scifi, Romance, Yaoi, Yuri, Horror
"I know you're apparently too thick to understand this but I can't leave, Lewis," he insisted, his anger rising in his voice, his cheeks reddening. "I... have this condition, my therapist told me. Agoraphobia. It's just - it's just not safe outside," he explained, his anger eventually simmering as he spoke.
"You don't know anything about me so don't assume I can just... do something like you," he grumbled, his eyes beginning to water a tad. "Nyle isn't leaving, he's going to come back. You can't do that to me - I don't ask for much, yeah?" He grumbled, sniffling a tad.
"You don't know anything about me so don't assume I can just... do something like you," he grumbled, his eyes beginning to water a tad. "Nyle isn't leaving, he's going to come back. You can't do that to me - I don't ask for much, yeah?" He grumbled, sniffling a tad.