i would not wish any companion in the world but you
3 parts Complete Mature[61,243 words]
"Y'ever been on a train before?" Clay asks, smiling at said train, of which has started to chug forwards slowly.
"No?" George says confusedly. Did Clay buy them tickets? He thought this was a cargo train.
"Come on, then." Clay grabs George's hand and starts running along with the large vehicle. He drops George's hand once they're at a steady pace and then suddenly throws himself into one of the large shipping containers.
George's step falters as he nearly trips over his own shock. You're kidding.
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or, a bar fight and a black eye, shakespearean performances and shameless first times, nocturnal conversations under the stars and a newfound love to last a lifetime
oh, and everything that comes with it, of course.
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"I would not wish any companion in the world but you; Nor can imagination form a shape, besides yourself, to like of." (The Tempest, Act 3 Scene 1)
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