The next morning Kris awoke to find Adam sitting on the edge of his bed, a worried look on his face. Something was wrong - Adam Lambert did not worry very often. “Wassa matter?” Kris asked, groggily.
“We need to talk, Kris.” A look of pure pity filled the beautiful blue-grey eyes that bore down on the soft-spoken
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also, I really like your icon :)
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great take on the sitch tho, excellent writing, now write me some fluff! :D
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Sad. Well written, of course, but sad.
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...please?
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*panicked*
Um, there will be more????
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