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My face when someone don't believe in aliens!

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fandom so small had to start writing fic again after a four year hiatus.

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That Temptress, Paul Baker

Annabelle had been right that day in the car, albeit uninformed; Paul Baker was nice. He was also charming and friendly and outgoing and kind and a little pathetic, but above all else he was nice and it left him with a perpetual stomach ache. Paul Baker was hungry. Paul Baker was starving for something he had never known how to ask for. For a second, he could have sworn Anton tasted like something. ——— Or, what happens after the power outage.

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breaking my ~5 year ao3 dryspell on a bright and beautiful friday morning with a little something to tie the adulterers over while we wait for season 2... comments & feedback are always welcome