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Sydney Jensen
Not an author, but always wanted to be. Love writing for fun but I have lots to improve!
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Sydney Jensen
Not an author, but always wanted to be. Love writing for fun but I have lots to improve!
Not an author, but always wanted to be. Love writing for fun but I have lots to improve!
Not an author, but always wanted to be. Love writing for fun but I have lots to improve!
“Why should we believe you? We know you two are very close.”
Their hands were neatly folded, as if to give off the illusion that the tension in the air was hidden by their very normal nonchalant behavior. There was nothing unnatural about how they spoke in deadpan unison. How their backs were unbendingly stiff regardless of how they moved, as if their vertebrae were hot-glued together. It wasn’t ...