Different Temperatures

Different Temperatures

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My story is about an snow peashooter called Frosty, who ends up meeting Flame a Fire peashooter, after a long time of friendship, the two end up getting a desire to be together, a habit, that ends up going beyond what should be just a friendship. Idc if i doing something wrong, it's all of my imagination,if you think my story wrong,go make yours.
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