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Klutz [Abandoned for Now]

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Membaca 29,285
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Bagian 26
Durasi 2h 28m

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Klance Dance AU

     Lance very literally stumbles into his first dance class with a pretty boy he's been eyeing through the window for a while. But something's off. The pretty boy with all smiles seems angry at the world. 

     Lance wants to know why. Why is he so grumpy at the world? Why does he fake his smile? 

     He doesn't want to intrude... but it's entirely necessary. He wants to know the answer to this one word question...

     Why?

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Warnings...
-Past Abuse
-Past Traumatic Experiences
-PTSD
-Injuries
-Mild Gore
-Contortionists
-Slight Harassment
-Mentioned Character Deaths
-Angst/Fluff/Comfort
-Strong Language(CC) Atrib. NonKomersial. BerbagiSerupa

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Lance's Funeral

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