prologue

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d a i s y

i squealed as i heard paper being shoved through the mail box. i skidded round the corner and darted towards the door.

there it lay, my ticket to heaven.

well, the why don't we concert, but they're basically the same thing.

i ran forward and picked it up-

two?

hold on, this isn't right.

i didn't order two, did i?

fuck.

who the hell am i gonna drag along with me?

"daisy where the hell is my mascara!"

i smirked.

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hi guys so this is just a lil intro to the story but basically daisy is 15 and tristan is 18 hope you enjoy mWaH

~alex🤝

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