Pitter Patter.
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Last published Sat, Oct 31, 2020
Maze didn't care about settlements that needed help, kidnapped babies, or broken hearts. And She isn't your typical love story character. When she finds out she's been left to catch freezer burn by Nate she takes off as fast as her short legs would carry her. Love was a thought she laughed at. Until she meets a man in the back of a bar who just might have what it takes to straighten out her crooked ways with his crooked smile.
MacCready wasn't one to look at the same woman twice. Not since Lucy. So why was this short little twit with fire in her eyes stuck in his head since the first night she walked into the third rail. He'd never waited around for a chance encounter with anyone. What is it about her?
This is a fallout fan faction. If you haven't played fallout 4 you may be confused on some parts. It also can contain some spoilers if you're just starting the game.
||STRONG CONTENT. SEXUAL CONTENT. CHAPTERS WITH FULL SMUT WILL BE MARKED AND CAN BE SKIPPED WITHOUT MISSING IMPORTANT INFORMATION FROM THE STORY||
I do not own anything other than maze and her family. This is a fallout fanfic written from one of my play through plans from the POV of maze and Macready. Hope you enjoy! Leave some feed back.
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