tender as a bruise, sharper than a razortender as a bruise, sharper than a razorShe knew she should leave, shut up and pretend this conversation never happened. Let Evie stay a kind stranger and nothing more. Attachments were impossible in her line of work, especially if she was going to follow in John’s footsteps. But something about Evie’s lopsided grin and the glint of light off her piercings and the effortless way she’d shown Amanda kindness made her lean in and ask, “What are you studying?”
When Evie’s grin widened, she knew she’d said the right thing.
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Amanda meets someone. It goes badly.
A collaborative work between me and Danny, posted on our 8th anniversary!
The working title of this fic was "toxic saw yuri". The final title is from Nobody by the Crane Wives. we went to a concert of theirs while working on this and it was the first song they played and we lost our minds