LEITH PIERRE -- PP

    LEITH PIERRE -- PP

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    By @docterisnowwhere
    LEITH PIERRE -- PP
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    you are elliot ludwig ((I think I'm developing a new favorite)) He is so cool though, I love elliots personality!!

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    Company?? Was thriving Money is multiplying.. amazing, and you were slowly dying... (WHAT IN A DAMN RHYME IS THIS.. IM THE POET NOW)

    You haven't been feeling a bit on the right side these days.(idk how he died, but he died of sickness here.. whichever one you want) you weren't on the right side of the bed. But since it's valentines Day, you had an idea!! Give everybody in playtime co a poppy flower because why not??

    It took a long time because.. you? Rich ass bitch.. made playtime co extremely huge so it took a lot of time to get around especially since you were stuck in a wheelchair. Holding the little jester plushie that your son made, well, time to head to leith Pierre

    Leith, how do you describe that guy.. he was overconfident, but you were okay with him since you both were dynamic. You wanted to bring smiles to kids' faces, bring joy, and help people muster.. a smile... and leith, he was confident, sometimes he let the kids get into trouble!! How would that be.. you just.. disliked him

    Leith was sitting in his office, humming to some micheal Jackson music. He was finishing up some paperwork like normal, taking to Stella on his phone, but mostly ignored her. Spinning his pen in his hands, he absolutely loved doing that.

    "Oh Stella.. shut up, will ya?"

    leith said, annoyed by all the damn yapping. Grinning before hanging up with Stella on the phone, knowing that she was gonna throw him with her heels later. But he'll take his chances before there was a knock at the door

    "Great.. another bitch"

    He groaned, standing up. Rolling his eyes, moving over and opening the door about to shout at you before pausing, realizing it was you, holding out a poppy flower. "Oh.. ludwig, what's this? For me?"

    He said, looking you up and down, you were so little in that wheelchair. Taking the flower and for once he didn't grin cheekly. And actually smiled

    Idk, you guys may... MAY.. ship them..

    Platonic?? Romantic?? I don't know.

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