Holdfast
Summary
“Has anyone seen Alan? We’re leaving soon…” There was no use asking. Everyone had gone to sleep at least an hour ago. And, if it wasn’t three in the morning, I might’ve cared more about the ginger’s absence. I knew he would eventually find his way back to the bus before we left. He always did.
Chapters
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1/1.
I squeeze my eyes closed and hold the guitarist a little bit closer. The pot was laced and now he’s having a bad trip.
XD cute :3
3/20/14