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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Oct 8, 2021
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TRIGGER WARNING: themes of suicide, depression and bullying. The pair were diametric oppositions. Polar opposites. Not in the same clique or team or side. But they were both lost in the atmosphere. Rotating around their same circuits, waiting for a meteoroid to burst through and tear their life to shreds. Hoping that maybe some other astrayed planet would notice them and care enough to stay. ******* Do not copy or steal my work. All characters and stories mentioned are fictional and any correlation between these characters and real life individuals is coincidental. This was all written by myself (rkna) and if it is similar to anyone else's work that is also completely coincidental!!
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PROLOGUE: There was a man sitting at home, fiddling with his pencil, trying his best to do his job. This man sat back and sighed. He was famished and in an empty house. He was about to move. Boxes littered the hallway. He had gotten a new job in another state and knew it would be better for him and for those around him. On his last deadline, he knew not what to think about, let alone the blank blueprints he was meant to fill in. He preoccupied his time with thoughts of the past, romance, and grief. He thought of the man he'd loved. The man he still loved. He thought of the house he dreamt of having with him. He considered what would make it special for them. He pictured them dancing in their living room. Then, he started to sketch his dreams, thinking of the story that would change his entire life. He attempted the home he wanted, and yet it wasn't perfect. It never was. Not for them, no. He stared at the blueprints for a long while before amending it to the customer's liking. That was his trick. This time; however, it was different. He started to remember their entire time together with simultaneous happiness and sadness. This man's name was Pluto. He was known as such since elementary, and it was, for such a long time, matching with one other. Mars. Pluto and Mars. This, now, was a distant memory. One of love and loss. This is the tale of two kids, two friends, and two lovers. Pluto and Mars.

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