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Catch Me If You Can, Candy Boy

HomicidalHabits

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HomicidalHabits

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"You have no clue what she's capable of. You can't save the light behind her eyes, because there is nothing behind her eyes but a cold, heartless stare. Besides──she could kill you at any given moment. Are you willing to take that chance?"

Wren. All he remembers is her last name, her face, and her lip ring. He can remember the cigarette balanced between her lips, and the fact that he's seen her before. He can remember her scowl, the one that seems embedded into her face. The memories are shrinking fast, growing to nothing but a thought in the back of his mind. And maybe, if he chases after her, he can keep those memories alive.

"There's so much more behind her eyes then you look for. There's a story, there's a certain light, and I'm going to save it. Yes. It's a chance I'm willing to take," He breathes. "For her."All Rights Reserved

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