Late for Dinner | Frerard | One-Shot
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"Ele tirou os sapatos e subiu as escadas com cautela, parando no meio do lance de degraus para ver a mesa de centro colocada com o que seria um jantar preparado por Frank mais cedo, com direito a luz de velas - que agora estavam apagadas -. "Merda", ele murmurou consigo mesmo, sentindo a culpa fisgar em seu peito ao imaginar o outro soprando as chamas até se extinguirem..."
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