



Christmas gift
It's Christmas Eve and, freezing on the other side of the planet, the Brazilian had no idea how this Christmas night could be the most special of her life. "Larissa stretches on tiptoe to watch the human being on the other side of the bookshelf, in the main aisle. He's dressed all in black, a huge coat, a cap, scarf wrapped around his neck and he's even wearing a black mask. When she finishes the inventory of the client's look, Larissa's instinct is to freeze, feeling every hair on her body stand up. I'm going to die in the middle of Christmas! He's a serial killer! [...] His voice sounds louder now and the girl has the vague feeling that he knows her from somewhere.The man loosens his scarf and takes off his cap, then takes off his mask too, and Larissa's tumble is so real that she felt the shelves slam against her back. Or her back slam against the shelves? "Ya! Are you okay?" The idol - AN IDOL!!! - hurries up to her and stops. "
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View profileAmor por leitura e escrita + criatividade + amor pelo ASTRO = AROHA fanfiqueira Minhas histórias sempre terão ASTRO no papel principal, mas...
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