Taking Hits
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Last published Fri, Nov 18, 2016
Summary:
You are a college student, recently turned 21, and a stunt actress.
Your best friend Tasha Sevens (an actress whom is entirely a figment of my and now your imaginations) is a fairly famous actress who's starred in many movies and is fantastic. She's clever and funny and gorgeous and talented.
You're absolutely proud of the fact that she's an actress, because she was absolutely made to be one. You yourself are an active stunt-actress who's been in multiple movies yourself.
If there's one thing you know you're pretty damn good at, it's taking hits.
You wake up one morning to find that Tasha's new boyfriend is on your shared couch, and is someone you'd never expected to be able to meet your entire life; a very familiar red-headed singer.
And you find that you may have to brace yourself for the hits that are to come.
Because between a dark past that's crawling rapidly towards you and this odd, curious game of love you're playing with Ed, there are going to be some crushing blows.
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