Chapter109

#Chapter109

He'd chosen his sleeveless pink hoodie today. It had confetti blowing out of a canon and a unicorn dancing around in ballet pumps. Summer had bought it for his birthday just gone, and he loved it. Enough to wear it even in the below zero temps. It went well with his black skinnies and checkered vans.

/"Angel said I gotta find my sparkle and shine,/" he muttered to himself, dragging his finger along his flesh, dipping back for more, /"So here we go./"

He wiped his finger along the washcloth in the sink, ridding it of the gold, and drying it on his pocket before switching to sparkling mistletoe silver, and then did the same again for reindeer red.

S.P.A.R.K.L.E

A.N.D.

S.H.I.N.E.

He'd find it. Even if he had to write that shit out every day as a reminder, he'd find it.