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Mara, intern at a venue in London, learns a lot can change in just 7 days.
Mara is used to crossing paths with bands and musicians. What she is not used to however, is being involved in an accident with an artist after a show. Especially...
This isn't another chapter. This is the end (...hold your breath and count to ten, feel the earth mo– sorry) It's just me ruining the mood. Obviously.
I legit can't believe my very own brain came up with this and puked up such a word explosion over the course of a few weekends at the beginning of the year.
Can you believe I never even considered myself a Billie fan before Spotify told me that 21 songs on my 2019 top 100 where from her and Finn? I repeat, TWENTY ONE! And I listen to a metric fuckton of music (yes, metric).
My number one most listened song was ilomilo followed by baf and I don't even wanna know what that says about me. What was your number one?
I want to thank my internship which inspired/bored me into writing again. It forced me to write parts of this literally sitting on the toilet. Also it gave me access to Photoshop which I secretly used to make the cover.
And last but not least I want to thank you all for reading, voting and commenting. Uploading this story felt like discovering it again together with you guys and I absolutely loved it. Thank you.
Here's a random treat nobody asked for:
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He (the name isn't Mephisto) is so dark it's like trying to take a picture of a black hole. He's not my cat and if I go missing the next days it's probably because my actual cat killed me out of jealousy.
I'll quote a final vine for you *wipes a single tear and pulls a guitar out of my ass*: I love you bitch(es). I ain't gon'never stop lovin you... bitch(es).