Teenage Fever by squirrel005
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Wednesday Night Interlude
I told Cali that rum affects my brain more than any other alcohol and now look, I’m two minutes away from being whizzed away in a straight-jacket.
Still Got It
“And remember…” Freddie started.
Nothings into Somethings
“Blame it on the alcohol, baby.”
“Is it manic down there?” asked Cali softly, she had clearly been crying.
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