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Once A Loss [Reader X Hancock]

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[John Hancock x Reader Fanfiction] [NOT REVISED]

(Note: Reader is not the sole survivor)

You stared ahead, not a second of shock showed on your face. "Ah..." It wasn't shock, fear maybe? You couldn't tell right now.

"Is that you...? (Y/n)?!" The ghoul infront of you stared in shock. Mouth gape and dark eyes wide. 

"It's been awhile hasn't it, eh John?" You replied, voice low, barely a bit of emotion. Though inside, you felt a spark of happiness.

"I thought you were dead."

"I don't die that easily, Johnny."

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Disclaimer: I don't own Fallout 4 or you :^)All Rights Reserved

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