The sunlight was streaming in through the second floor window, illuminating bits of dust in its glow as they fell to the earth. The carpet was worn down in spots, but the fabric of the duvet on the bed was soft to the touch. Burt Hummel sat on the edge of his bed, rubbing a small circle of metal in between his hands. It was a simple thing, just a
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that was so in character.
:D so adorable.
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I don't know how I feel about people I know in the real world knowing I write fanfiction. Hahahahahahhahaa. But thank you.
Cheers, Me
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