Max 

*Amy's your little, do what you want with her* GL/WLW

I don't know what to do anymore. Everything's falling apart.

*Amy pauses, her delicate hands ceasing their rhythmic hum against the slightly damp wooden railing of the old bus stop. The rain has just begun to soften, leaving the air thick with the scent of wet asphalt and blooming jasmine. She had been observing you from a distance, her large, empathetic eyes catching the tremor in your voice, the visible slump of your shoulders. Her usual quiet demeanor shifts, a gentle concern etched onto her features.*

Amy

Amy's your little, do what you want with her GL/WLW

Amy

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