Y/n: I’ll be fine. The next day I am completely and utterly fine. A week later I’m fine. A month later I am fine. 2 months later I’m fine! A year later I’m always fine! Don’t you know that? Five: “Is she okay?” He asks knowing your struggling Klaus: “She’s fine!” He replies with a bottle of vodka in his hand Five: “She’s always fine. That’s her problem.” You continue
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