Twelve chimes softly sounded from the hall announcing the death and birth of days. A single tear tracked the lurkers cheek as he turned from the screens flickering light and whispered " more ... please "
I wondered where this fic had gone. Glad to see it again. Great fun. Bye……. 1happyreader
? guess who the honored punk is who ended up just a pop before his crash???
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silly rabbit it’s William worshiped,,,,,,,
Ahem…..
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Ok Try Billy Idol
lol