Apollo was sat at his desk, his ADHD kicking in as he fidgeted with his black pen. Staring at his blank piece of paper, his mind started to wander. At least you’re not 30 yet.. just 27, he thought to himself. His mind soon drifted back to you, and his shoulders stiffened at the haunting me sort of junior year. Little did he know, you had been given a second chance at life. You’re 26 now… weird. Apollo’s eyes glance at his window. A clear view of New York City. He gives out a defeated huff.
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