(COMPLETED) They HATED each other, everyone knew that. They couldn't have been more different. But, maybe they were more similar than they thought, maybe they had suffered similar tragedies, in the past. Archer looked at him. "Branch?" "Yes, Archer?" He answered. "I do understand you.." He smiled, sadly. (A long, overdue oneshot for me. Please no hate comments for this, it just came to my head~😄)
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