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[16 Aug 2013|04:40pm] |
Charlie still felt kind of sore about the Draco ordeal. He'd actually really liked him. And then he'd been left for an abusive ex boyfriend. Someone who had cheated on Draco with his own father and for some reason, that was okay. The other boy could just over look it. How was that an okay thing to go back to?
He ran a hand through his hair and looked up. Draco was there. Draco was in his museum. How was that fair? He frowned to himself and looked back down at his work.
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