growth // phan au
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Last published Fri, Jul 22, 2016
not your average love story.
"This conversation was getting so, so, so awkward. They just seemed drawn to each other in a way that acknowledged there was, indeed, something going on. It was a connection, in a Starbucks back alley, over an obscure accusation of nothing in particular."
this used to be called "bloom" but as the fic progressed, i thought "growth" was a more accurate representation. it's my first fic so it's all about experimentation!! with my writing!!! (and growth as well hahaHAhahAHAHA)
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