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Description
"Frantically, she writes, knuckles turning white from the force she uses to grip the short wooden stub. Graphite scratching across a white canvas, painting a story in the curves and lines..."
Foreword
So, fellow BTG (dance-cover crew) members Katy (Nowforthefirst), Aeryne (KrissingExo) and I went out to an Open-mic night at one of the universities in our area - this fic is the result of that night ~
-sugastruck-
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