Nov 30, 2018
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
In the darkness and with the redhead steadfastly staring at the stream instead of them, it was hard to tell, but Citrine swore that Bixbite’s cheeks were a little darker than usual.
“…Thank you, for giving me this chance.”
They glanced away. “It’s nothing special, everyone deserves one, I’m just really glad you took it.”
a year and a half, 17 months, 76 weeks, 535 days, almost 13000 hours……………………….. woowwwwwwwwww that’s so long to wait for an update….. i have been such an awful parent to all my lovely readers been takin notes from kishi
at least it’s long??
