Normal Things (Tate Langdon FanFiction)

Normal Things (Tate Langdon FanFiction)

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Fair warning to anyone reading this: I wrote this my junior year, and it's bad. It reflects who I was at that time and does not reflect who I am now. Please take that into consideration when reading this dumpster fire. A social hermit, Penny Andrews lives the normalist of lives: attends a public school with many...colorful...people. Goes home to a loving mother and a comfortable home life. Falls asleep with vivid dreams at night, just to repeat the cycle again the next day. Until she goes to a party where she meets the one person that will throw her life out of focus, changing her life forever. In an adventure of self-preservation, the beauty of protection, and the comfortableness of finding the one who gets you, they live a life of the normalist of things. (Fanfiction for a friend.) Highest rank: #131 in ahs #20 in Tate
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