01-03-2018, 03:27 AM
Archer opened his mouth a bit to speak, but then he glanced over at Abbie, and a soft sigh left his throat. He put the bottles down near the door, and headed over to Abbie, kneeling down and gently pulling her into his arms, gently kissing her forehead, "Hey, sweetie.."
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[color=#8F7894]we are the sealers of the fate
we are the fangs of the snake
we are the fangs of the snake