Fic: The Trail of Wandering Back
When Ayman wakes next to Anderson, he doesn't look at him.
He rolls out of bed and pads through the pre-dawn darkness straight to the shower. He flicks the light on, and it takes minutes for his eyes to adjust to the light reflecting like lasers off the abundance of glossy surfaces.
Everything in this place is so damn polished. He shudders ( Read more... )
He rolls out of bed and pads through the pre-dawn darkness straight to the shower. He flicks the light on, and it takes minutes for his eyes to adjust to the light reflecting like lasers off the abundance of glossy surfaces.
Everything in this place is so damn polished. He shudders ( Read more... )
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WHY CAN'T THEY EVER BE HAPPY?!
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