sliceitwithwind (
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2018-05-05 12:01 am (UTC)
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The boys nodded, grim as death.
Smash, grab.
Dilan's fingers flew. They weren't going to leave a single, solitary bit of Adam where people could find it if he had anything to say about it. Vending machines were going to be toast.
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Smash, grab. Dilan's fingers flew. They weren't going to leave a single, solitary bit of Adam where people could find it if he had anything to say about it. Vending machines were going to be toast.