All This Time

All This Time

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Last published Tue, Sep 15, 2026

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Famous Figure: Musician

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Hazel has a perfectly reasonable approach to having a crush on Clem: Enjoy the music. Attend the concerts. Have the occasional conversation after the show. Admire him from a safe distance. Never expect anything to happen. Daisy thinks this is a ridiculous plan. For nearly two years, the two girls have travelled from city to city for concerts, slowly becoming familiar faces to the band - familiar enough to be recognised, but not enough to actually know each other. That changes when the band comes to their hometown and Hazel ends up volunteering at the venue. Suddenly, she and Clem have something they've never really had before: time. Time to talk. Time to joke. Time to become friends. And, unfortunately for Hazel, time to realise that maybe Clem isn't quite as out of reach as she always thought.

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