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you and Tyler Owen’s, grew up the bestest friends. always chasing storms connected by the hip. that is until they actually run into an EF5 and lose one of their friends. after that, you leave Oklahoma. for years. you practically break contact with everyone…not because you want too but because of your mental health. after 5 years, you finally come back. on a total random limb, during the new storm season.
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@iloveyouuu2The Oklahoma sky was a bruised purple, pregnant with electricity. The air smelled of rain and ozone and something older—dirt, wheat, and the ghost of a childhood you'd buried.
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