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Brucesnop~~Could We Start Again and Say This Never Happened?
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  • Reads 625
  • Votes 31
  • Parts 4
  • Time 10m
Ongoing, First published Mar 31, 2014
He sits around, doing nothing of import. Flicks through TV channels, plucks his guitar strings, draws and writes. She never really gave him much of anything. He stays alone, enjoying his solitude, and has for as long as he can remember. And then...he came along.

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He has it all. Girls, friends, everything and everyone he could ever dream of having. But he's hollow. There's something that he wants but can never obtain, no matter how hard he tries. Love. Once a chance meeting happens, something amazingly beautiful and tragic ensues.

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Once things start and are set in motion, there's no stopping them. Things can work for better or worse, but they can never be both. These two will soon learn that. Join Ben and Danny on a ride of love, romance, hatred, and tragedy. Here's to a life of love and loss. Here's to their tragic romance, to their forbidden love.
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