Fan Fiction Time Stands Still And Waits For The Story Of Us
15:28. Some days feel like Sun. Whilst, some days fade into the ambiguity of a cloudy day or rain. Ambiguity. Lately, it was all I ever felt. The prickly scent of cinnamon and fresh coffee tickled my nose, the hum and whir of coffee machines filling the air. Raindrops pitter-pattered leaving crystal drops on the window that I was staring out of as I tried my best to zone out. I sighed to myself, inadvertently creating fog on the clear glass....