After awhile Autumn and Aubree realize Anthony is still lying in his ball on the floor, still sweeping those silent crystal tears. They walk over.
Aubree places a hand on his shaking shoulder.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you."
Aubree says, genuine.
Anthony doesn't answer, still crying to the static. Aubree spins the nob of the radio, skimming through the channel until she finds one she thinks will cheer Anthony up. 'A Little Help From My Friends' starts playing and Anthony stops everything for a moment, listening. He sits still listening to the sweet music.
Aubree gives Anthony a hand and he takes it, they all then begin dancing happily.
"You're a peice'a scum y'a know?"
Anthony teases.
"Yeah."
Aubree says.
"Yeah, you are pretty scummy."
Autumn says with a side smirk. Aubree frowns a teasing frown.
With that, they dance until they decide they're all ready to crash.
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The next morning begins with a frantic Aubree, whom forgot she heads to camp today. She scrambles to get all her things in a suitcase while her friends just begin awakening from their slumber.
Autumn rises from their sleeping bag, wiping an eye.
"W-what's goin on-"
She says groggily.
Aubree, too busy
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My One And Only (Daubree)
Fanfictionaubrees assise dans sa chambre, toute affamée et triste, jusqu'à ce que Dallon passe par la fenêtre trop tôt, choquant ses amis. comment expliquera-t-elle qu'elle est la cause de l'histoire d'amour d'un bassiste de 41 ans ?
