Sent to: Clarice Gooman
Time: 7:06 AM, 10/22/13
"My treat. Meet me there at seven."
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Teen FictionIt all began so lightheartedly. One would pass notes to the other, and the other would respond in kind. Neither had a single clue that they were the other's singular tether to reality. That they were the string keeping them alive. Through their ex...
Clarice
Sent to: Clarice Gooman
Time: 7:06 AM, 10/22/13
"My treat. Meet me there at seven."
