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Dawn Is Approaching

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Mustang_Metallica

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Sarcasm is her mother language, English is her second.

Italian is his mother language, English is his second.

She wears ragged skinny jeans and baggy shirts, and beat up converse or combat boots.

He wears three piece hand made suits and genuine Italian leather shoes.

Her long hair looks like a bright rainbow on top of her head with sketch pencils sticking out of her bun.

His hair is always pulled back in to a pony tail or gently falling down his back.

She cooks for a living.

He runs a company for a living.

What will happen when these two very stubborn people meet one afternoon in her restaurant?

Anything but the best case scenario because Dawn Is Approaching.All Rights Reserved

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