J e t B l a c k // l.h. AU
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Jet Black.
Never has a color been so intrusive, yet so cryptic.
"Never has a color reminded me so much of him."
He was an enigma, with a touch so consuming that it left a jet black imprint.
She was a red, in a world of grays, until a light flickered on in a rather unorthodox Soho tattoo parlor.
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This is a series including Rue's perspective, so please check out Insider Trading by ruesingh.
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