Race

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Hobble walked up to Race. She wrapped her arms around him, he instantly hugged her back. "I'm sorry.." She whispered. "Bout?" He asked, pulling away. "I never realized how I hurt you boys. Never choosing. But Race...I choose you." She said. Race smiled, his beautiful blue eyes sparkling. He kissed her, fitting perfectly together. His hands laid on her hips. "She finally choose." Jack whispered, secretly knowing she'd pick Race, but still hoped it'd be him. The two pulled apart. "I love you." They said at the same time.

The limp and the smoker. Never to be torn apart.

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