A/N: hey shaz
Catching my breath, I sat down on a bench that seemed at least somewhat clean. We'd run up and down multiple hills, and I'd warmed up slightly. "You really can run for a while." Simón said, sitting down next to me.
"I said I could."
He smiled, looking out at the dark sky lit up by the lights of the city. "This view is actually pretty nice,"
"Yeah, it is." I said, looking out in front of us. The sounds of cars, buses and trains moving around the city were quiet, but still there.
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Misfits
General FictionAfter getting sentenced to summer detention G is not happy. But when she meets the other kids in her small group they sort of click. Through crazy adventures they figure out who they really are, and what they actually want with their life.
