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Make This Chaos Count (Bellarke) [ENG version]
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Última publicación sáb, jul 18, 2015
Clarke Griffin is a young psychiatrist who tries to stand out from her mother's fame.
Bellamy Blake is a lieutenant colonel of Marine Corps came back from Afghanistan, and he tries to escape to his ghosts.
It will be the wedding of Octavia, in Tuscany, to join them.
Because everyone, after all, need love.
"I try to grope the alarm clock, after a little struggle against the blankets, which were trying to keep me in their warm and muffled world. That damn object is croaking from a table's corner, it 's screaming to me that it's time to pull out my ass from the bed.
I finally emerge from the cotton and flannel quagmire, but I feel the last night's hangover .
Certainly my head my threatens to burst, but I try to drag myself to the bathroom to get ready for another stressful day.
Today I have only an appointment, but something is't quite.
The first patient of the day, is a young Marine returning from Afghanistan, after two years spent in mission.
[...]
I'm snorting, trying to tame the blonde forest which crowns my head.
-Oh, Clarke! You look terrible .- Octavia squeaks behind me.
I don't turn back, I perfectly know that she's leaning against the door, with her left shoulder.
-I Brought you some coffee ...- she whispers slyly.
Octavia knows me so well!
She is the only one who understands, that I need a cup of hot black coffee for reasoning, at the morning.
But I know her better. In fact, I know that when it's so nice to me to bring me a coffee, I should expect anything good."
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