Hola everybody! I'm laura. I live in pipes underneath the city and only come out at night, when it's not the full moon. The only things i own are the clothes on my back and a neon green shoulder bag. I write instead of killing someone, a tip that one of my inmates shared with me. Sometimes i feel as dumb as beans, but then i draw unicorns, rainbows, and skull and crossbones in stolen chalk and then i don't feel so bad.
Summary: "He laughed nervously, running a hand through his hair again. “What I'm trying to say is... Dance with me?"" Lily/James.
I love this one!!! Its so cute! I really like your writing style.
Author's Response: Thanks so much! That's really nice. :) --Nia x