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One Last Sip
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    Parts 13
  • WpHistory
    Time 2h 14m
Ongoing, First published Sep 05, 2024
Mature
Mabel and Huston had one thing in common: Bradford. 
Now all they have left is the One Last Sip's pub, the inheritance the old man left to his granddaughter and the job where the young man spent his last five years.

But actually there is something more: the belief that the two were perfect for each other.
So, between a beer and a spicy dig, a bottle of whiskey and a magazine article, Mabel and Huston find themselves living together day after day, getting to know each other and understanding that despite some signs of cataracts, that old man Bradford had seen things way too far.
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to live for the hope of it all.

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"If you are ever lucky enough to come across something so beautiful it shifts your whole world, don't ever let that go." Beckett Davis: I've been in love with Bailey Connors since I was 7 years old and she gave me back my soccer ball. We've been neighbors for years, even sharing windows facing each other's bedrooms. Our families are close, I view her grandfather as my own. The only thing is, I still can't bring myself to say more than a few words to the girl who occupies most of my thoughts. Going into my last year of high school, I needed the chance to have my world shifted by Bailey Connors. Bailey Connors: I broadcasted my crush on Beckett Davis in the 2nd grade after decorating him a cookie. And every time after that when I can't control how my face heats around him. My grandfather adores the boy next door, and who doesn't? I'm embarrassed of how long it took me to reach for things I may want, instead of just letting things happen to me. Beckett's seen some of my worst moments from afar, but what would it be like for him to see them up close? #1 in bookworm #1 in highschoolromance #1 in foundfamily #1 in goldenretriever #1 in neighbors #1 in teenromance #1 in friendstolovers