it's like i wrote every note with my own fingers
She looks back down at the cassette.
One side, 51 minutes, her whole heart.
Nicole Haught stands on the lawn with her stomach in knots, her blood rushing in her ears, a boombox in her hands, and her heart on her sleeve.
Waverly Earp hangs out from her bedroom window and stares at her with wide eyes.
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Or, the The 80's Wayhaught HS AU (that no one asked for)