Sarah

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Bash, with his quiet, intense eyes that never blink, and always observe every move I make. It’s as if we’re playing chess, and he’s ready to checkmate me at any moment, but holds back. Then there is Wren, who always smiles too wide, like he’s already heard the punchline, and I’m the joke. His chaotic energy fills every molecule of space in a room, until you’re suffocating on it. Both of them, with their traumatic childhood, broken homes, and endearing desire never to be parted. All of it calls to me, like sweet music, luring me to them.
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