So I've decided (well, commanded bởi Queen Stacey) to expand the Punk chapter from One Thousand Tomorrows to a full-length fic. Hope bạn enjoy. The first couple chapters will be familiar.
London, summer 1977
I hope those ruffians aren’t loitering around again. I hate walking past them, Gwen thinks as she walks down the street, on her way trang chủ from some Saturday morning shopping. Her bag in her arms with some groceries from the market; she rounds the corner and surveys the đường phố, street ahead of her.
They’re there. The five of them on one side. On the...
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