@dtf-marcelo
It had been a month, a very lonely month. No calls, no texts no snapchats. Astrid was worried, worried and mad. Where was he? Had he left school? Had he pulled a Mason and just decided to leave. She couldn’t deal with that. The blonde needed answers, she was sick of waiting. She stands outside his dorm room and bangs on the door. “Marcelo? I know your there” Astrid calls.
















