Akin, Alike, Alternate
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The alternates hold eye contact, looking at eachother, and then glancing over at the pair on the other side of the table, too distracted to mind the two there.
"Do you think they'll notice?" Mark asks.
"No, i don't think they will" Cesar responds, taking a sip from his coffee, as he watches Mark slowly pull up a Kazoo.
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A Mandela Catalogue AU Fiction!
TW; This will contain violence, mentions of neglect and a lot of the very big sad
(But comfort at the same time)
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