Mustang sat at his desk in the otherwise-empty office, staring down at the file in front of him as his stomach churned with anxiety.
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“Don’t forget me.” She whispered and he held her face as he kissed her. “Never.”
More auditions. Haven't done this in a while.
Could you walk away from everything you know? Start again with a dangerous stranger? Could I do it? ...
"So you're like, my bitch now?" :FRERARD:
Yes, yes, auditions.
It's Roxanne's first year of high school. This'll be fun. Not.
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