[3rd Person’s POV]
It was raining hard outside. And the night isn’t young anymore. It feels as if he’s been here before. Déjà vu. Yet, Randy hoped it wasn’t real. It’s not going to happen. Well, at least, that’s what he hoped for.
Randy and Thorne were still in a fight. Well, that’s what Thorne’s perception is. For Randy, he chose not to indulge in a fight that included his husband. It is not healthy for one’s relationship.
Standing in the doorway while biting his cuticle, Randy’s tears continued to swim away from his eyes. Fork of lightning rays illuminated in the sky, followed by an earth quaking thunder rumbling.
His shoulders shuddered from crying. “W-Where are you, Thorne?” Randy asked in the air. Amidst the fear he felt inside, somehow, he assessed this situation with a silver
