The Happy Mclanche And The Pudding
Nico Di Angelo: A sad boy, without many friends Luna Lovegood: A sweet, naive girl with a joy that infects everyone They don't know each other, they are from different worlds. But one day a letter to Nico might change. The boy will be introduced to a new world, full of magic and love. A feeling that until then both were unaware of Could two different people be so alike at the same time? Like light and darkness, joy and sadness, like... The Happy Mclanche and the pudding
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Por favor tenha em mente que a maioria das fanfics do meu perfil foram escritas quando eu tinha 13 anos, eu tenho muito orgulho delas, mas n...
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“Well, I'm really terrible in texts and I have no idea how to start but, this fanfic is a lot of Per-Fe-to she has not many chapters yet, but she is very ... I have no words. These are great characters. Great story. Fun. Funny. I'm dying of curiosity to know what will happen in the next chapter to know what will happen, but this will not work very well if anyone sees it after it is over. Dude, this fanfic is a shipp that I would never imagine working then I was there reading her profile and bum happened. Key guy what imaginary person is a romance between Ângelo and Luna Lovegood? Only herself. These are different stories, completely different characters, different worlds, different saga there comes a girl and says: "I'll get this dark boy and this happy girl and make a shipp: D" and as miraculous as the story is It was great! : D and only great writers to do this without becoming shit I don't know if it's the kind of story some people like but it's just the way I like it so Brenda is here the recommendation you deserve and that I said would come. : D:*”
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