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thewonderingsorceress: “El, I’m fine, really,” he slurred, tripping over his own foot. “Why would I color you? That’s just silly,” Matt added with a laugh, his dopey smile turning to face Ella as they stopped on the sidewalk. “Elm Street. My truck’s there, wanna drive?” He asked, pointing his finger at his black truck parkedContinue reading “+1”

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