Mar 7, 2015
Sweet Dreams | Connor | heather--obrien
heather--obrien It was coming up to Heather's birthday and, while Connor had bought her present, he was yet to get a card. He was always a bit freaked out by buying anything with words on it, if he was honest, in case he messed it up. But there was another reason, this time, too. He had no idea how to write what he wanted to - his writing almost as bad as his reading. 'She's asleep, right?' He thought to himself, before softly trying to trace out the letters along her back. He messed it up a few times, and restarted a lot, but once he got it right he carried on writing, mumbling it to himself as he focused. "I love you..."
