Title: Meeting
Characters / Pairs: MartinxManuel
Rating: ATP-suitable for all audiences: P
Warnings: not write. It is a prologue.
Summary: never forget that day. The time when destiny decided to join them ...
Hello! Here I am with the birthday gift for mintyredmagic Community:)
Truth is not a big deal u / / / / u sorry! I suck writing ToT stories.
This is more like a prologue, because truth has no history. If you like the continuous but from the point of view of Manuel and talking after what happens here.
Well, first mintyredmagic apologize for the delay, not that I have begun to write the weekend, by contrast, took the entire month of May writing! Like any story convinced me, I spent deleting and writing on ToT.
I also apologize if the fic is very bad. I put all my effort to get out your best.
is my first time! xD be patient by please!
Meeting
never forget that day. The time when destiny decided to join them. And unite them forever. That something had wanted their lives to come together in a loop of iron.
the return of the biclioteca. He had gone to get some history books
Argentina needed to give the matter which was to last. Once given, would be devoted
prepare for the entrance examination to college, where he studied journalism.
He liked the idea of being able to tell the world the things that happened in his city,
in your country, tell the truth, no more lies, tell what really happens, that was his dream
.
The bus stop that would take him to the neighborhood was three blocks away, and as
would have to wait 20 minutes for it to happen, decided to walk without trouble and
buy something to eat at the kiosk that was in the corner.
was when he approached the room to see it, there. He was taking a lighter
blue with a white star with red lined the pocket of his jacket, to light the cigarette
so that it met in his mouth and just purchased insurance.
not know the cause, but at that moment, I can not do more to stay there
standing, watching my best to the person in front of him. Maybe it was those chocolates which
eyes stared coldly, his brow furrowed and lips that pair of pink
that peer pressure to hold the cigarette.
What you have is Martin boy to fall in love at first sight of him?
Perhaps none of them knows the answer, but what is certain is that, ever, ever
, forget that first meeting ... and what came later.
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