MINI IMAGINE → It's Sunday evening and it's time to take the bins out again. Admittedly, this isn't your most finest moment in life—considering your wearing sandals in 'spider paradise'. But you close your eyes and quickly fling cobwebbed gate open. Even when it's open, you end up acting out a Bruce Lee fight scene. You always do this just in case if there's a thin spiders web hanging up. It clearly seem that you arachnophobia over the past few years has gotten...worse.
Luckily for you, there's no visible spiders.
So you proceed to take the bin to the end of your alley, for the rubbish to be collected tomorrow by the bin men. While strolling along you listen to your favourite band: Bastille.
Before 'Doom Days' can finish...it unexpectedly pauses. You wait by the side of the bin for a second, and violently tap your phone. But it doesn't seem to unfreeze.
To make matters even worse than no Bastille, another gate opens up, however you freeze in shock to see Dan Smith walk out with his bin...
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Dan Smith Imagines
FanfictionStuff that you'll find in this book: → Mini imagines → Short imagines → Long imagines → One-shots → Requests → Short stories
