𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗺𝗼𝗸𝗲𝘀

short fic, in progress
"𝗜'𝗺 𝘁𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗺 𝗜 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄"

changing weather makes the heart grow fonder, and maybe some underage use of illegal substances, but it does make the heart grow fonder! or something like that

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