Euphoria's Gif Set Is Profoundly Beautiful (4)

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    “Feeling better, Love?” Gwen asks that night while they eat dinner.
    “Quite a bit, actually. Should be right as rain によって the end of the week,” he says.
    “Do あなた want to go over to your place after ディナー and bring some もっと見る things over?”
    “Yeah, okay,” he says. “I need the rest of my clothes, definitely. And my records.”
    Their conversations since Sunday have been somewhat stilted. She really wants to ask if he’s 与えられた any もっと見る thought to her suggestion...

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    The deafening honks and blares behind Arthur remind him that the traffic ahead of him has dispersed and it’s his turn to 移動する the car forward. But he’s been concentrating on Gwen far too long to realize that, and in the end, he faces the wrath of the drivers behind him. Arthur turns back and notices the stack of cars lining up and immediately moves the car ahead. But instead of driving away, he brings the car to the side of the road and allows the cars behind him to pass him by. But the drivers, instead of being grateful, verbally abuse Arthur as they pass....

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    Gwen finds Merlin talking to the doctor when she arrives. She waits until the latter is done before approaching him. She touches him on the shoulder. Merlin turns around, smile immediately forming on his face.
    “Gwen?” he asks, rolling up his sleeves and loosening his tie, it’s obvious he just came back from work.
    “Is something wrong?” Gwen asks, her voice lowering in anxiety. The last thing they need now is another obstacle when they have come so far. Arthur really needs this operation to happen without any...

So I've decided (well, commanded によって クイーン Stacey) to expand the Punk chapter from One Thousand Tomorrows to a full-length fic. Hope あなた enjoy. The first couple chapters will be familiar.

London, summer 1977

    I hope those ruffians aren’t loitering around again. I hate walking past them, Gwen thinks as she walks down the street, on her way ホーム from some Saturday morning shopping. Her bag in her arms with some groceries from the market; she rounds the corner and surveys the 通り, ストリート ahead of her.
    They’re there. The five of them on one side. On the...

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For me, there is no song
Unless I sing it,
And yet I 愛 you,
And make music
Which I cannot hear.

    I slept on the 表, テーブル again. There is a crick in my neck, threatening to become permanent from my head being bent over the 表, テーブル each night rather than on my pillow.
    But I cannot sleep in that bed. Not knowing that she is supposed to be there with me. In my arms. My body warming hers. Loving hers. Worshipping hers.
    I miss her so much.
    The sting of her betrayal is nothing compared to the burning gash...

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I am not free, あなた see,
I rearrange the furniture.
It is a play, with 画像 and walls,
In which I rearrange the furniture.
And when the room is mine,
The chairs are real,
I rearrange the furniture.

    “Gwen, can あなた help me a moment, please?” Merlin sticks his head out of the doors leading to Arthur’s chambers, and, having spotted her passing, calls.
    “Of course, Merlin, what do あなた need?” Gwen asks, turning towards the doors.
    “Arthur wanted me to change his drapes,” he sighs, walking ahead of her.
    “You...