Nirvana and Coffee (Gerard Way x Reader)
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discontinued, sorry- i am re-writing it though, i'll post the link once chapter 1 gets posted :)
Y/N had just moved to Belleville, New Jersey and had to stay in a hotel for the time being. She needed coffee one morning and decided to try to find a Starbucks Coffee. When she turned the corner she bumped into a man who was holding some coffees, his coffee ruined the Nirvana shirt she was wearing. Who would have thought that a ruined band shirt could change her life forever?
TW: drug abuse, self harm, cuss words (no shit Sherlock), confusing as hell, and strange innuendos.
Created June 6, 2020
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