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The name is Sydney, but please stick to Syd. I'm currently the ripe age of eighteen. I will never be one to disappoint.

Fucking Hell….. 

-Syd’s lids flutter open — a slow pulling that reveal a darkened pair of eyes. Hindered by sleep and sedatives from his breakdown only a few hours earlier. There’s a trace of sunlight that grazes over his face, bringing him into a more awake state, yet he’s groggy. His muscles feel almost limp, falling like lead into the mattress and sheets below. Inhale, exhale — acknowledging the air pulling through his lungs, using the oxygen as a guide to stir further — wiggling his fingers and his toes — turning his head to see no one else in the room but himself and a few nurses shuffling around-

Oy — -he pauses, bringing up a hand that soon drags down his hair- Why do I feel like arse?

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  1. sydney--christian reblogged this from derrick-pascal and added:
    -Syd’s skeptical, yet uses a smile as his veil to hide behind. He’s broken through borders he was never even meant to...
  2. derrick-pascal reblogged this from sydney--christian and added:
    sydney—christian: [Derrick has half a mind to say ‘you tell me’ but he doesn’t. Instead, he inhales, and puts on a...
  3. walker-jay reblogged this from sydney--christian and added:
    sydney—christian: Ta, mate. How flattering of you. Has Scott stopped by yet?
  4. scotty-saunders reblogged this from sydney--christian and added:
    sydney—christian: [Scott kissed Sydney’s forehead] Not one bit, darling.
  5. londonbauer reblogged this from sydney--christian and added:
    sydney—christian: Well, you should know. You’re the one in that relationship.