A friend group makes a joke pact at sixteen:“If we’re all still single at twenty-five, we’ll marry each other.”Years later, one member of the group dies unexpectedly.
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@claudiauuThe heat of late June clung to everything. To the cracked asphalt of the funeral home parking lot. To the cheap black dress Y/N had thrown into a suitcase at three in the morning. To the humidity that made the air feel thick enough to drink.
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