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I'm reccing this fic for the sheer imagery, in hopes that the god damn weather will take a hint and get warm.
Camera Obscura, by cgb.
Rodney tastes like the beer they’re been drinking all afternoon and he smells like sunscreen and salt.
COME ON, SUMMER. GET A MOVE ON.
Camera Obscura, by cgb.
Rodney tastes like the beer they’re been drinking all afternoon and he smells like sunscreen and salt.
COME ON, SUMMER. GET A MOVE ON.
