Title Too much Authorvanessawolfie Beta None. She's not online. Word Count 100 exactly Pairing/Characters Ambiguous Author Notes I kind of like this. It’s a bit angsty like I like my drabbles to be. ---------------
It was like the box was staring at her, taunting her with its innocent look. Inside it were letters tied together with a beautiful red ribbon. The last Christmas present he ever gave her was wrapped with it. It took a lot from her not to break down in tears at the sight of it, but she stayed strong. The letters were something he sent her during his time away, not always love letters, just letters to complain about someone he had to interact with that month. It was filled with love and memories. It was too much.
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Date: 2011-12-26 08:06 pm (UTC)Author
Beta None. She's not online.
Word Count 100 exactly
Pairing/Characters Ambiguous
Author Notes I kind of like this. It’s a bit angsty like I like my drabbles to be.
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It was like the box was staring at her, taunting her with its innocent look. Inside it were letters tied together with a beautiful red ribbon. The last Christmas present he ever gave her was wrapped with it. It took a lot from her not to break down in tears at the sight of it, but she stayed strong. The letters were something he sent her during his time away, not always love letters, just letters to complain about someone he had to interact with that month. It was filled with love and memories. It was too much.
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Date: 2012-01-22 03:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-22 11:23 am (UTC)