who fucked death?

who fucked death?

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Quinn was just going about his day when he realised he had just died. A few minutes ago he was on his way to his morning lecture but the next he was face to face with his body laying on the dirty ground pooled with blood. Just as he was anxiously figuring out what's going on. A figure that covered his face came closer to him.
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It wasn't normal to find yourself weirdly interested in someone for no reason. Not someone you'd only been talking to for a month. And definitely not in the way Aiden was watching Matias like he was studying for a test on his face structure. He wasn't a fucking artist. What was he even doing? Did friends stare like that? ...Were they even friends? "You're a shitty liar," Matias said eventually, his tone casual but definitely laced with amusement. Aiden rolled his eyes so hard he might've sprained something. "Fuck you." "Jeez, Aiden, buy me dinner first."

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