Unfiltered Passion (A RadioDust Story)
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  • Reads 22,203
  • Votes 549
  • Parts 11
  • Time 1h 9m
Ongoing, First published Sep 07, 2020
A slow burn Radiodust story!

Here is an example from the first chapter:

I spun my radio staff around my hand and began rocking on my heels. The second day of my stay had begun, and it is already phenomenal.

	Just fresh today, I fixed up the hotel to my criteria, of course. However, per to the Vagatha's request, I left one floor unkept. It was Angel Dust's, and Angel Dust's alone, to clean it. I suppose a punishment was in order after yesterday's little stunt. 

	Promptly ignoring Husker's groan, I rested on his bar's stool. He started fixing me a drink as he already recognizes what I prefer.

	With liquor in hand, I decided to check in on our spider patron. Of course, I had my shadows observing him. I peered through one of my shadow's eyes, just in time to see Angel...
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