(Airabella Aridas) Sole Survivor: Love. A pure feeling of bliss, of complete and utter loyalty to another being. This rarity is hard to come by in the toxic-waste bucket of a world we try our best to survive in daily. But I, one of the lucky few, through all the chaotic adventures, chem addictions, and lives saved and lost have found this, this gift from our un-present god. The one being to be my other halve, the ying to my yang some would say, the one I prayed I would find in this unforgiving, putrid land. The way he conveys his sweet, humerus, charming words, just hearing them feels my heart with emotions I thought I could never experience again. And his voice, the most soothing pitch I've ever heard. The man I've fallen the deepest I could ever fall for, risked my life, well being, and happiness for, all this for a charismatic diamond in the rough. His name? The most perfect combination of syllables ever put together. Hancock. John Hancock.
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A Tale From The Waste: Love, Chaotic Adventures, And Chem Addictions.
FanfictionAirabella Aridas, the Sole Survivor of Vault 111, has found a little glimmer of hope in the radioactive trashcan of a world she used to call home. Follow her on her personal adventures to finding herself once again after losing everything she'd ever...
