One Week To Change Your Mind

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Parts 8
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Reads 2,119
Votes 150
Parts 8
Time 31m

(Y/n) grew up like any other person, with their soulmates writings on their arm, only for it to appear on her own arm as well. She herself would write down notes and places she needed to be hoping that maybe one day her soulmate would try finding her, she'd draw small images in hopes of getting any kind of response. That day never came and as the years went by with her doing it she finally started giving up. That was until she started getting more lyrics written down for a solid few years, words like 'Rise up' and 'Wait for it' and even 'The Room where it happens' appearing on her arm. Thinking nothing of it she went about her life, that was until she overheard someone singing lyrics, on a business trip to New York, she could have sworn she had read all those years ago on her arm.
    
    Lin-Manuel Miranda was one to always be writing on his arms of lyrics he came up with, it's how he remembered them so much easier. He would take notice of what his soulmate would write as well, writing down everything in a small notebook with locations, the only issue was when he tried finding those locations, they always turned up in California, nearly 3,000 miles away from where he lived. At one point he hoped they'd be able to notice his lyrics as he wrote them, but nothing ever came. Still, he never loses hope.
    
    It was a dreary day in New York when Lin took notice of an address, one he was very familiar with followed by a smiley face as if his soulmate was taunting him at being so close. Knowing he didn't have much time he would race to hopefully finally meet the person who seemed obsessed with doodling on themselves and writing grocery lists on their arm.All Rights Reserved

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(Y/n) grew up like any other person, with their soulmates writings on their arm, only for it to appear on her own arm as well. She herself would write down notes and places she needed to be hoping that maybe one day her soulmate would try finding her, she'd draw small images in hopes of getting any kind of response. That day never came and as the years went by with her doing it she finally started giving up. That was until she started getting more lyrics written down for a solid few years, words like 'Rise up' and 'Wait for it' and even 'The Room where it happens' appearing on her arm. Thinking nothing of it she went about her life, that was until she overheard someone singing lyrics, on a business trip to New York, she could have sworn she had read all those years ago on her arm.

Lin-Manuel Miranda was one to always be writing on his arms of lyrics he came up with, it's how he remembered them so much easier. He would take notice of what his soulmate would write as well, writing down everything in a small notebook with locations, the only issue was when he tried finding those locations, they always turned up in California, nearly 3,000 miles away from where he lived. At one point he hoped they'd be able to notice his lyrics as he wrote them, but nothing ever came. Still, he never loses hope.

It was a dreary day in New York when Lin took notice of an address, one he was very familiar with followed by a smiley face as if his soulmate was taunting him at being so close. Knowing he didn't have much time he would race to hopefully finally meet the person who seemed obsessed with doodling on themselves and writing grocery lists on their arm.

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