Soon, My Friend

Soon, My Friend

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𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨. A story about the blur between good intentions and bad timing - about everything you said you'd quit, and the people you only meet because you were too hungover to call in sick. It's Billie's mess, mostly. She just didn't mean for him to walk into it. ⧉ 𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙤𝙤𝙣, 𝙈𝙮 𝙁𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨. ⏣ 𝙇𝙖𝙯𝙞𝙡𝙮, 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙥𝙞𝙭𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝘼𝙄 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧.
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*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [Completed - 01/21/21] Preview: "Tell me something, Killer." Harry murmured. "Tell me what goes on inside your head." "You don't want to see what goes on in my head," I said with a short laugh. "I do." "My thoughts would suffocate you." "Try me." I took a deep breath. "Okay, well right now I'm thinking about what would happen if I just stood up and jumped off the roof." Harry shifted beside me. "My heart would stop beating the second you were in the air." I glanced over at him. "At least give me the option to jump with you," Harry said with a chuckle. "I'm sure I could find a way to save us before we reached the bottom."

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