AlfredxReader: All Hallows EveAlfredxReaderAlfredxReader: All Hallows Eve3 years ago in Romance More Like This
All Hallows Eve
Tad late but enjoy~
"Alfred Open the door~"
You shivered while standing on the doorstep of the Americans house. He'd really gone to town on the decorating and the garden was full of gravestones, and hands popping out of the ground were really unnerving you.
"______!!! You made it!!!"
The door had flung open and voices and music boomed out of the front door. You bustled past Alfred into the large front room where others sat quite comfortably on chairs, stools, couches and tables around the room. Other hovered in doorways and on stairs drinking beer and other multitudes of coloured drinks.
You found yourself yelling as you removed your witches' hat. You brushed your deep purple dress down and shuffled your feet trying to wake them up again from the cold.
"I had a mountain of work but I think I can get away with a night off!"
Alfred had proposed the Halloween party a week ago, just as you went on your holidays. You'd been vague about go
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Recordar lo pone triste.
No es sencillo notar que tienes trescientos años (por lo menos, Manuel sabe que son cientos más), que has vivido tantas cosas que el resumen más somero de tu vida es de doce tomos y ni siquiera así eres capaz de dimensionar todas las experiencias, aprender de todos los errores.
¿Esta es la iglesia que hicieron para celebrar el Centenario, no?
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