Chance Encounters(A danisnotonfire fanfic)

Chance Encounters(A danisnotonfire fanfic)

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Ashlinn O'Donnell is a socially awkward fangirl who's trying to get her novel published-and failing miserably. At least her Youtube channel is going well. After being persuaded by her best friend Maeve that she needs to find something worth writing about,Ashlinn tries to do just that -by meeting someone by chance. And this someone opens a new world of possibilities that Ashlinn had never thought was possible-including the chance to meet her idols Dan and Phil-and gives her something to write about. Join her on her crazy journey as she learns that even the most socially awkward people can make new friends and fall in love.
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