dimanche 25 février 2018

"Garcia told me you had a migraine."

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You peek your head out from under the covers to see the rough outline of your best friend sitting at the foot of your bed.

"Spencer?" Your face contorts into confusion. What was he doing here?

Words: 2040, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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