Germany to America

by Mask By The Moon

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We decided to go on foot, well, Shade did. He could get there faster than any car, and there was no running speed limit. We brought nothing, no bags, nothing but a gold key. This key was the most treasured thing I owned, and only Shade and me knew what it was to. And that’s how it is going to stay, I’m so not telling you.

We reached the airport, bought our tickets, and simply smiled as we walked, luggageless, onto the flight. I’d had enough money to afford first class and everything that came with it for the both of us. Shade had thanked me all the way to our seats, and I steadily reminded him that I’d only had to kill one person for that money, forging my License to Kill the entire time. Then again, it’d been hard coming up with a last name… I was born without one.

Bored, I fastened my seatbelt and proceeded to do a crossword puzzle. Germany to America, with my adorable boyfriend at my side. You know what? Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.

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  1. Germany to America

    One Time, One Chance's Buddy Icon One Time, One Chance

    Posted 11 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    nice job – hate you for leaving me nothing to build on tho ;-) j/k =]

  2. Germany to America

    Freedom :]'s Buddy Icon Freedom :]

    Posted 8 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    I’m so not telling you.
    lol lmao

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