Mint Shakes

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"So," began the boy, gently tucking some hair behind his lover's ear, "you never told me. What's your full name anyways?"

Nico didn't hate everything, not really. But it was hard to love anything at this point.All Rights Reserved

coming-of-age smalltown summer twist

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