Breakaway [ON HOLD]
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  • Reads 185
  • Votes 42
  • Parts 14
  • Time 3h 9m
Ongoing, First published Jan 20, 2021
Thomas glared. "A fine mess you've gotten us into. Do you have any idea how serious this is?!"

Blaise leaned back lazily. He clanged against the bars to get the guard's attention. "Hey!"

Thomas seethed, "Are you even listening to me?!"

"Hey," Blaise repeated, not listening. "What's the Wi-Fi password to this prison?"



[I hope to come back to this story some day, but for now I'm marking it as discontinued.]
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