Two shades of the same color

Two shades of the same color

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Nov 14, 2018
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Black. The mysterious girl that has hidden herself under a new name in the u.s army. She has quickly earned herself some rank and a new friend. All seems to be normal until an officer sees through her disguise. Things escalate and she has to take precautionary measures to ensure her safety. She has to leave but the meeting with the officer has left its mark she runs into a friend who she confides in and they run away together. Black and Grey, two girls that are different shades of the same color. Are they more alike then they think? Are they going to be closer than they think? Any questions/concerns? You can send me a message on tumblr @the-evilist-of-toast
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