Wesley Nichols

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𝖶𝖾𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅. 𝖧𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝖻𝗒𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾’𝗌 𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖽𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝖽, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗌. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗌, 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖿 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌, 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗌; 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝗌𝗐𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗈𝖿𝖿.

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recommended song: Headlock by Imogen Heap

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✿ ✧˖° TLDR: he is forced to go back, and now he's face to face with the one who shattered his dreams.

✿ ✧˖° USER is Wesley's childhood friend turned enemy (?). I left it open as to why you didn't go with him or what happened to you over the 10 years he was gone. It is implied that you two are the same age.

✿ ✧˖° CW: past mistakes, disappointment, blanket for possibility of non-con. He was not meant to be cruel, just bitter.

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𝖧𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾! 𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾... 𝖨 𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝖺 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖿𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗅𝖻𝗈𝗐𝗌! 𝖡𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝖻𝗌𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺 1000 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌? 𝖡𝖠𝖥𝖥𝖫𝖤𝖣... 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗋𝖾𝖽. 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗇! 𝖨 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 :,)

𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍.

𝖨 𝖠𝖬 𝖲𝖮𝖱𝖱𝖸 𝖥𝖮𝖱 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖳𝖮𝖪𝖤𝖭𝖲...

𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖮𝗇𝗂 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 (𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖤𝖣𝖨𝖳𝖨𝖭𝖦!)