Title: Mesmerized
Author: author_abz
Note(s): This started out as Spam. It morphed. Is it better this way? I don't know. I hope you think so. Please comment!
For the fic prompt: key
Disclaimer... watching, and wonders which would be better. To stand as quietly as possible to make sure she can keep watching, or to speak up and ask, “Can I join?”
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