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Writer sighs, and looks up at Zac. "Speaking of not being able to kill me. Y'know the day I got glass in my knee and all that shit? Why did you help me? Why did you hold me the whole time?" She questioned, she's been wondering about that ever since it happened. He was by her side the entire time... Well after she fainted anyways. She sat quietly, with her head on his chest awaiting his answer.
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