Fill In (My Heart) [A Nathan Sharp/NWTB Fanfiction]
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  • Reads 446
  • Votes 33
  • Parts 16
  • Time 1h 22m
Ongoing, First published Aug 12, 2017
Mature
>This is a story based around my life, as some events are true.<

    Rhiannon is a young bassist, as she turned 21 a few days ago. After pushing aside her anxiety, she decided to invite her close friends she knew in person and musicians she has become close to on her social networks. (Because networking is everything!)

    What she didn't realize, is that they invited their friends as well. It was a packed house, but it was the perfect size thankfully. She was taking a sip of her Orange Cream Soda Beer when a small tap was felt on her shoulder.....

    "H-Hey. Nathan Smith, pleasure to meet you Rhiannon. I was wondering if you could help me out here...."
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