Eleanor

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Tears pooled in my eyes. “I’m fucked up,” I choked out. “I know.” He nodded. “But if you come in here, I’m not fixing you.” He was just as fucked up. Tomorrow wouldn’t be any brighter for either of us. “Just fix it for tonight,” I whispered.
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