Look After You {Completed}
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"Tʜᴇʀᴇ ɴᴏᴡ, sᴛᴇᴀᴅʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, sᴏ ғᴇᴡ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢᴏ"
I sit quietly at the book drinking my coffee and watching the world whirl about me at a dizzying speed. It isn't until she walks in a flur of roasted coffee, powdered sugar and the tang of lemon pie, that i stopped.
My name is Jace Simmons, nerd, orphan and the boy you wanted to get to know.
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