I came up with stories apparently from my dreams. I mean literal overnight vivid dreams.
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Warm Hands, Cold days
He calls her "bub" like it's a secret. She smiles like she's not breaking inside.
Summer Flores is...
Under the Skin
He was supposed to treat her... not fall for her.
She was supposed to heal... not crave the hands that saved...