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DO NOT THINK THIS IS GONNA BE A FLUFF FEST. THE TITLE IS FITTING FOR THE FIC, BUT THIS IS ANGSTY AS FUCK.
It was cold.
Well, not really, it was still a balmy night. But there was a chill in Lena’s bones as she sat atop L-Corp tower.
The sun was ready to rise, judging by the soft glow on the horizon. The dawning of another day reminding Lena that her world had changed forever.
Hi... Um... So I might have just powered through 400 words of utter heartbreak and I’m coming for you lot later...
fair warning...
Just so you know, this hurt like a bitch to write.
Three Days
This is a continuation of the fic Welcome Home -> Part One Part Two
Chloe had insisted on Beca staying at the wedding while she rode in the ambulance, and unfortunately for Beca, the paramedics had to abide by her wishes. Stacie had walked Aubrey back to Jesse, who had promptly called an end to the festivities, with a promise to revisit the dancing and drinking another night soon.
Mr.& Mrs. Who!
Goddamn it, I'm drunk as shit an now I can't unsee the pony! WHy?
Don’t fucking blame me, all I ever saw were the boobies.
Please accept my sincere apologies...
@redlance don’t hold back... *insert evil grin here*
their shirts say wiggles but their eyes say help
I thought this was star trek for a second.
*fun fact*
