Easy Like Sunday Morning (SPN/DW)

Easy Like Sunday Morning (SPN/DW)

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"Hey, easy like Sunday morning works for me." he winked. "You're impossible." "I think I'm adorable." *** The love story of centuries, the love story to be told around fires and whispered as a blessing - the love story that's kind of not a love story at all. I'm Jasmine. This is the story of my parents, and a dog, and their friends, and how it IS possible to live happily ever after. Not. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ cover : u/c (hmu) title : u/c the whole damn thing : u/c
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