What am I doing here, in this bar? I was so sure. So sure this was the only course I could take. Jefferson, the old owner, I owed him a lot. Two weeks was all it took. And when he left me his bar in his will, how could I say no? To his dying wish? It seemed wrong to throw his only child out into the hands of greedy real estate hunters, looking for
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Also, this is kind of therapeutic for me. Inner Hannah is pacified. And yes, I'm quite aware that I'm the last one who needs to benefit from this drabble, but it makes me happy SO THERE.
*LOVES*
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Normally she keeps these thoughts to me, but as I am overtired and in a weird mood.
Anyways, the important thing I must tell you is that I LOVE YOU.
(I guess Doldy loves you too, haha wtf lj-hook)
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