I love film. I love overanalyzing and knowing the ending before I watch the movie. I love spoilers, why would I watch a 2 hour long movie without knowing if it was worth it? When I met someone who loved film as much as I did and had the same movie quirks as me I thought it was fate. Spoiler: it wasn't. This won't end how you want it to. This is sad. This is heartbreak. This is real. This is the story of how I met Xander Lowe. This is the story of me (Penelope Waid).
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Story Idea! Lmk if I should continue it!
