More than fine - Alec Benjamin
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Last published Wed, Sep 24, 2025
Just a silly fanfic I wrote a while after going to Alec's concert, hope you enjoy it!!:3
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'It felt so surreal to be on my favourite artist's, my life saver's, tour bus.'
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"Is this fine?" he asked
"Mhm, it's more than fine." I replied.
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