(AE3803 x U-1146)
She can't.
She couldn't.
She stares into the bottomless pit of her emotions. He would always be there for her, wouldn't he?
Every time she was headed for the lungs, she would grab two cups of tea, and he would always be there, sto...
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Hello, enjoy reading!
^^^
That's all you need to read, unless you want to know the messy backstory behind this fic.
Welp, here goes.
I too can't believe I found the courage to rewrite a dumb fic I wrote when I was 12. Sure, the title is kind of interesting, but rereading what I wrote makes me want to commit cry.
Uh, yeah, if you're new here - I originally wrote the first version of this fic (see: • Legacy Chapters) when I was around 12-13. I'm not sure what the plot was at that point; my only motivation for writing the fic was, and I quote, "I just really REALLY want to contribute to the fandom." I will never stop cringing at myself.
I decided to come back and rewrite this because I recently found out that Cells at Work now has a second season + Cells at Work Black had been animated. Better late than never.
Anyway, I'm not gonna bore you with my lame backstory; just sit back, relax, and enjoy reading.
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Original Pᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ Oɴ: November 11, 2018 Fɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ Oɴ: -- Lᴀsᴛ Uᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇᴅ:December 19, 2019
Rewritten Pᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ Oɴ: April 3, 2022 Fɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ Oɴ: -- Lᴀsᴛ Uᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇᴅ: April 3, 2022
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I would like to thank@enjustbelievefor making banners for this story. <3
Link for the picture in the cover:https://pin.it/weypbldkdp3s3k
