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Michael walked into the coffee shop and sat at one of the tables in the far corner, not wanting to be disturbed.
When he reached the table there was a Polaroid placed on top of the hardwood table. The photograph was taken of a girl with black hair just past her shoulders and had the most beautiful brown eyes Michael had ever seen.
The girl wasn't tall but she wasn't short either. A grey shirt with black writing covered her from the shoulders to her belly button. She was wearing high waisted shorts and had a huge smile plastered on her face.
Just as Michael was about to discard the polaroid he noticed there was something scribbled on the back in a black sharpie.
'For everyday you find a Polaroid, write me a letter'
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} Michael Clifford AU {
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Polaroid :: Michael Clifford
Fanfiction'For everyday you find a Polaroid, write me a letter'