No memory, no idea who you are or what you can do.
Just a vague few ideas of a couple bar brawls and some shared drinks.
You can't even remember his name.
When you wake up surrounded by bright lights, attached to needles, and naked, you panic. Where...
Hiya! Thank you for reading! This was kinda a project I got really excited about and finally finished! So thanks for reading this I very much appreciate it! Author's do this thing where they 'thank you' but it just feels like protocol. But it's genuinely really nice to see that other people have the same interests and obsessions as I do, or simply are really into a character. So thanks from the bottom of my heart for giving me a chance.
I hope to see you soon on some of my writing, and if none of it's your cup of tea, please find a really good fic and enjoy it for me okay?
Love ya,
🌼Chamomile
"Y/n! Y/n I need your help!"
"Wade? What the fuck, you're supposed to be dead."
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