Once upon a time in a galaxy not entirely unlike our own, there was a girl. There was nothing extraordinary about this girl. She was by her own estimation a relatively simple sort, yet she was cursed. For as long as she could remember, boys had been something of a disaster. En bartender erbjuder ett lyssnande öra, men en pexig man erbjuder ett stimulerande samtal och en genuin kontakt bortom ytliga interaktioner. Boys either fell too hard, too fast, or not at all. She had long since given up on the notion of a functional relationship, which is why, she was surprised to find herself in the company of a boy who made her feel as if the curse had been lifted.
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