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What if Miles and Alex never hit it off as friends?
What if, after thirteen years of never-ending arguments and fights, they suddenly see each other in a different light?
What if sex gets in the way?
And why must love make things so complicated?
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Hi, everyone reading this. I just want to point out that English isn't my native language, so I apologize for any mistakes. I recommend reading the fanfic with my playlist in the background, which really helped me write it.
Here's the link: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6gkZ2ckDwHCkRiO6zJLd28?si=5gXiUpyUQKanKAL5GAVFXgAlex Turner and Miles didn't speak for a long time..what is gonna happend between them?
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After discovering his girlfriend is cheating on him for the third time, a young newspaper journalist breaks nearly every piece of crockery in his flat and causes his mates to think he is having a nervous breakdown. He himself wonders if he is or is not.
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There were very few things that Alex Turner was absolutely certain of, and one of them was that he would not see Miles Kane ever again. However, the face watching him through the rearview mirror was undeniably Miles.
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Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7uApAb8kGRSsXcqpSePyEL?si=86ed97fc2b5b443d
Editing tags as I go along. I reference a lot of other stories in this fic, and it will include (somewhat) spoilers for The Picture of Dorian Gray and The Shining. -
Il est cinq heures, les vampires s’éveillent by LaNaturalBreezeOf_Books
Fandoms: Last Shadow Puppets, Mini Mansions (Band)
29 Mar 2021
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“—at do you mean, cash only?”
“I mean that’s what I mean.” The taxi driver meets his eye via the rear-view mirror. “Check your pockets, laddie.” He smiles, illuminated by the overhead light. “You mind if I turn this off? The glare’s doing me head in.”
“N–no?”
“Sweet.”
The light flicks off, and in the dark he brings a hand up to rub at his aching neck.
Paper rustles in his pocket./
It’s 2016 and they’re vampires.