Flower Boy // Phan
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Dan worked in the local Cafe with his best friend Louise. Everything was just about perfect, the soft hum of their music playing in the background, the pastel colours spread throughout the building, the busy life of people entering the shop. It was just about everything Dan could of wished for.
Just about.
Opposite the Cafe, a dark tattoo parlor opened. Loud metal music escaping through the open windows, people with tattoos covering their skin- exactly the opposite of the cafe...
What will happen when pastel Dan and punk Phil meet?
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