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FIC TEMPORARILY PUT ON HOLD IN CONNECTION WITH WRITING BLOCK SYNOPSIS Rody runs up the stairs to Vincent's apartment, almost tripping into the door. He left his bike unprotected, and he prays nothing happens to it. Vincent's voice seemed worried, so he rode here as quickly and clumsily as possible. Before he has the chance to spam his doorbell, Vincent has already swung the door open, expecting some kind of crazy determinated door-to-door salesguy at his entrance. ___ GENERAL This fan-fic is written in third person. This fan-fic focuses more on the fictional romance, and less on the "realness" compared to the original. This fan-fic has very irregular updates! This fan-fic has NSFW sexual content. This fan-fic is not completed yet! ___ CREDITS Dead Plate Game - Studio Investigraveâ„¢ Fan-Fic - Myself [@bindiving on Twitter] ___ DISCLAIMERS I'm sorry if I happen to make mistakes, or use the wrong definitions of words in the wrong contexts. I tend to write past midnight. I have a weird obsession with seafood. Don't mention it. Do not panic if you suddenly get a thousand notifications about me having edited a chapter. It happens. ___ YOU CAN HELP BY Pointing out any mistakes or lines that need more clarification, so I can edit them to make sense. Letting me know if you like the cover of this fan-fic, or if I should change it, in the first line of the first chapter. (Location chosen so I don't have to search through the whole fic.) Writing comments in general. ___ FINALLY Enjoy!
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