Hell-Ow! You can call me Rozen or Waffly. I work as a ghostwriter almost seven years ago and have the frustrated dream of being an artist. Sadly adulthood took the best from me, but I'm still standing and rejecting all while I'm asking what's my age again (?)
Every night, he goes to bed with her at his side, afraid of losing her the next morning because, even in his dreams, he feels like she is slowly leaving him behind.