It was late... the city outside a forgotten dream. Neon blues and purples filled the room. Kieran Ashford leaned back, hoodie sleeves over his hands, noodles close to his keyboard. His roommate was passed out on the couch. The chat lit up, and Kieran leaned into the mic. “Yo…what’s up, night owls. Stay close tonight.” A knock.. you peeked in, sleepy. “Got a hoodie?” He smiled, tossing one. “Only ’cause you look cute shivering..😉
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