Darren had made his way home, almost there when he finally decided to send the text, writing 'Hey, its Darren.' before sending it, waiting for a response as he made his way home, not saying anything to his parents, since they were both busy with their own things, heading to his room.
"Your epiphany led you to believe you should try to assassinate your king with a piece of literature?"
-Sion Astal
Cecilia felt her phone vibrate and she clicked the text. She smiled when read who it was. 'Hey. What's up?' she replied then sent it. She got up and went to the bathroom and brushed her hair, which was knotted.
Darren glanced at the text once he got it, thinking a moment before he started to reply, ' nm, I'm still sorry bout earlier.' he sent before sighing, laying down on his bed and staring at the ceiling.
"Your epiphany led you to believe you should try to assassinate your king with a piece of literature?"
-Sion Astal
Cecilia grabbed her phone and read the text. 'Its all good. It'll be our little secret' she sent then walked into the living room. She flopped down on her couch then turned the TV on.
Darren glanced at his phone when he got the new text, smiling lightly to himself, though to tired now to think of anything to send back. He sighed lightly, closing his eyes as he started to drift off to sleep.
"Your epiphany led you to believe you should try to assassinate your king with a piece of literature?"
-Sion Astal
Darren woke up at the sound of his alarm clock going off, glancing at the time and remembering there was another day of school ahead of him. He sighed lightly as he hit the top of the alarm clock, getting out of bed.
"Your epiphany led you to believe you should try to assassinate your king with a piece of literature?"
-Sion Astal