Crackship blog for Azelia.

“Hero,” Crystal mumbled against the fabric of his shirt, just below the skin at the hollow of his throat.

“Always,” Brendon promised his best friend, gaze drifting from left to right through the roads.

“Always.”
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"Do you always do this?" "Do what?""Well, little Red, you always seem to stare into space.""Got a lot of things on my mind, is all, sorry Mr. Asher.""It isn’t good to bottle them up, sometimes. You should breathe a little and let them flow.""Aren’t you a charmer?""I try my hardest."

"Do you always do this?"
"Do what?"
"Well, little Red, you always seem to stare into space."
"Got a lot of things on my mind, is all, sorry Mr. Asher."
"It isn’t good to bottle them up, sometimes. You should breathe a little and let them flow."
"Aren’t you a charmer?"
"I try my hardest."




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