im gonna break chareed up so to keep my fics in a comprehensible timeline im gonna write as much chareed as possible. its good luck for u chareed shippers lmaoo

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"Hey," he whispered, cupping her cheek, "it's gonna be alright."

She roughly shoves [friday 01:32 am 18 september 2020 addition] him away. Her hand feels feverish, cold, and Greed's short, blonde hair sticks to her damp skin. "Go away," she mutters, gaze unfocused, eyes dull and glassy instead of the bright molten gold it used to be. "Go."

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LMFAO THIS IS ONE OF THE SHORTEST DRAFTS I HAVE