Sunshine ||Colentine||
- Leituras 309
- Votos 10
- Capítulos 3
" You couldn't be out in the sun, but you were the sun itself,"
Cole hasn't had any place to live as they ran away from their mother a couple of weeks back. They started staying at a hospital that takes care of patients of are mentally ill or could just use the help of some shelter. There they met someone who couldn't be out in the sun, they made Cole look at their life differently. A 'light' Cole would call them.
Yaelokre/ Cloentine fanfic 🌾
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