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- Parts 12
Across the alley, in a world standing opposite to the other, Charlie and Mic face each other, dressed in clouds of smoke and sarcasm. They push further and further, inching into the other's world carefully, cautiously.
Mic doesn't belong in this world.
He shouldn't feel the way he does.
Charlie shouldn't want the things he wants.
It's not his fault he laughs when choked.
Bloody kisses and soft hands, sharp words and shining eyes, Mic and Charlie indulge danger when they indulge themselves.
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