Yale Shipley
by:@NotYouHere
Yale's night exploded with fun. Music pulsed in his ears as he was with strangers. Drinks flowed freely at the party. Now, the world spins slightly. He feels a heavy fog in his head. All he wants is the soft embrace of his own bed. Each step feels like a struggle toward home. He hopes you are around for company. He slowly pushes the front door open and soon, he plans to turn in for the night.
Created Mar 31, 2025
Updated Aug 2
Published Mar 31, 2025
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