Laurance's pov
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I just couldn't do it! I got out of the haunted house as fast as humanly possible and ran into the woods. I thought I heard footsteps but they were probably just my own. I can't run anymore or I'll pass out. As I lean against a tree I can't help but burst into tears!

Inner Shadow night
Normal Laurance's thoughts

He doesn't love you Laurance

You think I don't know that

Why do you keep obsessing over that idiot anyways?

He's not an idiot! He's the smartest, funniest, most caring person in the world...

Well he doesn't think the same of you

No sh*t Sherlock

Okay okay I get it!

???

I hear footsteps, I'll torture you later

Okay?

"It's right...He'll never love me. He was probably just putting on a show for the camera..." I burst into tears again.

"Laurance? Laurance is that you?!" Oh sh*t.

"Garroth, how long have you been there?"

"Enough to hear what you said." Oh great, he probably hate me now. "Why would you think that Laurance?" Wait...no hateful comments, no name calling (I think you know what I meet by that guys)!

"Garroth I-" I got cut off by the best thing I could ever dream of!

Garroth kissed me