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52 You Are the Shell to My Tortoise » I barely spoke to him. He was antisocial, and all I knew about him was that he loved sleeping, that he hated gym class and that his first name was Nolan. So how in the world was I supposed to know that he was deathly allergic to bright light? Talk about mind-reading—give me a break! (slowburn)
Fiction: Romance, T, English, Humor & Supernatural, chapters: 35, words: 175k+, favs: 6, follows: 12, updated: 7/23/2021 published: 5/7/2020
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