The Elevator

The Elevator

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jul 4, 2020
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Romance
*In the process of writing* These girls are living their lives normally not knowing they'll meet eachother in a broken elevator, they exchange numbers after talking for a while in the elevator and soon they developed feelings for eachother after weeks of talking. This is a LGBTQIA+ story so if you're homophobic I suggest you shouldn't read this. All rights reserved. This book or parts therefore may not be reproduced in any form, stored any retrieval sytem, or transmitted in any form by any means-electronic, mechanical, photocopy, recording, or otherwise-without prior written permission of the author. The titles, the chapters, the names are associated content of copyright and any unauthorized copying, broadcasting, manipulation and distribution constitutes as an infringement of copyright and violation of the law. I'll try to update whenever I can. Copyrighted ©MochaMoxch 2020
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