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One-Night Boyfriend

Type: One Shot
Genre: Fluff, Extremely Suggestive (NO SMUT)
Member: Jeonghan
Word count: 3,390
A/N: I’m going to hell for this. *nods* I have accepted my fate.
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You look around the overly crowded room of bodies worming past one another in attempts to pass through. The air was smoggy with the stench of smoke and alcohol. You were standing in the kitchen, near the large counter top and sink, idly searching for your friends who have long disappeared. Occasionally, you’d look down at your phone in hopes of a text message or a phone call but nothing.

Was it pathetic of you to be waiting around for your boyfriend (possibly ex,) to call you or even shoot you a small text?

You and your boyfriend had gotten into a huge argument a few nights ago where he snapped and wanted to break up. The thing is, that wasn’t exactly the first time he’s done that. He and you have gotten into countless arguments and sworn the relationship was over, but at one point he and you would make up before the cycle repeats. It was exhausting at times and during the mopey days, doubtful.

“In need of a boyfriend for the night?” A brunette male asked as he hops onto the counter.

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“The first time Newt met a girl with pastel purple hair was when she ran into him on a smoggy late evening in London. He wouldn’t even notice her, being too consumed by making niffler stay inside his case, if it wasn’t for the weird elf-like ear that was peeking out of her hair.

Stunned, he was thinking hard about what he witnessed just now. Elves were nowhere to be found in London for the last 5 hundreds years and meeting one would be too much to be true. And while he was thinking, the woman disappeared into thin air. No trace he could find after her.”

Originally posted by my-name-is-lia

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Queen Sugar: A Novel by Natalie Baszile

Charley Bordelon, an African American woman and single mother struggles to build a new life amid the complexities of the contemporary South. When Charley unexpectedly inherits eight hundred acres of sugarcane land, she and her eleven-year-old daughter say goodbye to smoggy Los Angeles and head to Louisiana. She soon learns, however, that cane farming is always going to be a white man’s business. As the sweltering summer unfolds, Charley struggles to balance the overwhelming challenges of a farm in decline with the demands of family and the startling desires of her own heart.  [book link]

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I sang the first verse of Parklife and got invited to the AFTERPARTY anD A SETLIST. I ALSO HAD TWO INTIMATE CONVOS WITH DAMON, WAS TOLD I KILLED IT BY EVERY PERSON WHO HELPS BLUR (INCLUDING SMOGGY) AND ALEX JAMES HELD MY HAND AND LED ME INTO THE PARTY. LIFE IS SWEET. DAVE IS ALSO THE SWEET LOVABLE POTATO HE IS