It was hotter than hell outside, but Quinn was cold. Almost shaking with it, he was so cold. Too close. Way too close. His hands “Broken…Random Snippet # 4”
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Quinn lay on the weight bench, ignoring the nagging ring of his phone. It was somebody from the Gearing Agency. Quinn used a specific ringtone “Broken…Random Snippet #3”
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Sara took one last look around the apartment. Want! She wanted to sit at that little table and drink coffee in the morning, looking at “Broken…Random Snippet #2”
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23:00 Broken… Random Snippet #1: wp.me/p2E96-194 # Many tweets… below the cut.