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Ongoing, First published Apr 10, 2016
"Well, I have a dare for you, little Miss Dancer." He smirked down at her. His golden brown hair stuck to the visible skin, his grey eyes squinting in the rain. "And what is that?" she pushed him hard in the chest, so he stumbled back. Away from her. "Live a little." He laughed at her, reaching one hand out in front of him, offering it to her. "I am living." Anger boiled inside of her. "I adore my life or else I wouldn't have chosen it, thank you for your concern, but fuck off!" her eyes, killing him slowly as they daggered themselves into him. A quick turn on the foot, and she was gone. Out of sight. In his mind. -------------------- Better cover, will come later :3All Rights Reserved
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