Pernville
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"I don't get it. Is this like the fake place we're staying? Is there a surprise!" Cher looks at the small town. It had broken down houses, but luckily some were still standing, even if it was a bit of burnt. Cher had never seen a town like this in her entire life. So she looks back to her father. She notices a frown on his face. "Cherabear, I hope you know I love you." He throws the rest of her luggage to the dirty ground and drives off. "Dad, what are you doing? Is this a joke? Come back!"
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𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦. 𝘍𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘷 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺. 𝗨𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗱. It has been three years since Drav began drifting away. And even as seventeen-year old Cherrie Jade constantly tries to revive their bond, he is left alone by the end of the day. Just as a chance to grow closer to his best friend presents itself, Drav finds out about his stress coping mechanism. 𝘈𝘨𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. Yes. Cherrie takes comfort in a doll marketed for little girls. And it doesn't go down well with his best friend who only hangs around strong, macho, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘯. So when Drav starts pushing him away for being a "sissy", Cherrie resolves to destroy his weaknesses and become the perfect man. To prove that he can shoulder everything on his own, come out unhurt. Drav would like him then, wouldn't he? (the images don't belong to me.)
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