Fuzzy Drinks of Blue || GL

Fuzzy Drinks of Blue || GL

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Romance
Mil would paint pretty lines on a blank canvas, for by the time the paint drips down and faids, time would have automatically healed her. Between this time she would ask herself, "Can't a woman love a man platonically? Or a woman love a woman romantically?" Mil's second year of high school with her friend Jabira was boring yet feasible. However, when one day she meets a classmate in a wedding and finds out their parents know each other, things start to take a turn! The only thing that doesn't change is Mil's and Jabira's humor... "If we were a comedic duo, what would our name be?" "Jabira... Mil.... Ja... il...Jail!" Silence mushroomed over the two.
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