- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Online Availability
- 3pm - 1am (GMT / BST)
- Writing Levels
- Beginner
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Nonbinary
- Transgender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Monsters, supernatural, fantasy, romance, criminality, slice-of-life (modern or set in past, usually with some twists)
"...So you used me to get over your ex, and when he came back into your life, you dropped me like a stone for him? Is that what happened? Have I just summed it up for you? I... I still think that chiefly makes you out to be a... an asshole," he blurted suddenly, grimacing to himself at the negative word. He never ever had negative thoughts for Isaac, the man had been perfect, but all those good memories were now charred and burned, replaced by an inability to see him as anything other than a... a horrible heart-breaker.
"I'm going, d-don't call me again," he whispered, buttoning up his cute coat and, before the other could stop him, scurried out of the car, dumping his ice cream on the floor of the pavement outside. Ice cream had been something he enjoyed a lot with Isaac, so dumping it like that reflected how low he felt right now.
"I'm going, d-don't call me again," he whispered, buttoning up his cute coat and, before the other could stop him, scurried out of the car, dumping his ice cream on the floor of the pavement outside. Ice cream had been something he enjoyed a lot with Isaac, so dumping it like that reflected how low he felt right now.