a / n: Hello to the four people (current Starii note: lol this book has 4K reads. I'm a psychic who's off by a few thousand) who may end up reading this! I keep reading these amazing fanfics where people put themselves down about their writing. I'm going to try not to say my writing's bad, unless I'm just really not proud of what I wrote. I'm not saying these authors call their writing bad just for sympathy or anything, I just find that usually the things I read that are written by these authors are very good.

Another thing I don't get is how people expect their writing to go completely under the radar and then the story blows up and is really good. I don't expect that to happen to my stories, being the fact the only people who read them are me (yes I'm lonely) and the one friend I shared my account with.

Anyways, if you had the courage to sit through that I welcome you to this story: I have to admit this story was slightly inspired by "Another Scottish Tragedy" by @nnevertrustaduck. It's very good, go read it. I read I t and it just gave me an idea that I wanted to write. So here we go, here's a story for y'all to read (I'm just going to pretend that people are reading this aside from my friend, you know who you are, don't lie)

Here we go. I love Lams (just needed to say that).

Present day Author's note:

Hey y'all! I'm rewriting this, so there'll be some changes if you decide to reread

Love,
     Starii🌼