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2216 by StarbucksIndian
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It was the year 2216. At the turn of the 23rd century Maximus and Contessa were born. Both of them grew up in a world where an orange was a luxury item and oxygen masks weren't just for firefighters, but for all. It was common to wear heavy clothing in the summer, though in New York City summer and winter were the same- hot and dry. When an orange is stolen and an oxygen mask cracks, will the two finally change the way 12 billion people on planet Earth think, or will they be to late to save their family, friends, and total strangers? Join Maximus and Contessa on their story of what could actually happen in 2216.
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Jack Finnegan Gilinsky and Ariana Nicole Smith are being arranged into a marriage!! Will they learn to deal with each other with their differences. Will they learn to love each other? Is Jack really who he comes off to be? ... Will you, Jack Finnegan Gilinsky, cherish Ariana Nicole Smith as your lawful wedded wife, protecting her, and tending to her needs through illness and disappointment? I do. Will you, Ariana Nicole Smith, cherish Jack Finnegan Gilinsky as your lawful wedded husband, protecting him, and tending to his needs through illness and disappointment?
I'm Tired Of Being Friend-zoned by StarbucksIndian
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Best friends since birth. Unrequited love. And a resolution to make it go both ways before all is lost.
All These Pretty Colors by StarbucksIndian
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Hello, my innocent friend. I'm, well, you'll find that out later. This is a good story because, well actually.... It's my story. It's far from good. It's actually quite sad. But whatever. So lemme take you all back in time, to a time before high school- and middle school. A time in elementary school when there really shouldn't be any drama- but there was. Because some people are pricks and snotbags and... I'm sorry I'm getting ahead of myself. So my story, I'll tell it. From my point of view sometimes, but sometimes also from a narrators point of view, because sometimes it just so god damned hurts to tell it from mine. So here goes...