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glyficTitle: Crossing a border
Author:malurette
Fandom: LastMan
Characters: girl scout
Rating: PG / K+
Disclaimer: Vivès, Balak, Périn etc
Prompt: "borders" forhalfamoon
Note: translation of what I did for the previous Mini Moon
Word count: 150
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Iguana Bay girl scouts would get a big international humanitarian project to help poor underprivileged children abroad. It was a very important in their education as citizens of the world, or so said their leaders, that they'd be able to easily cross social borders.
They would avoid sending them to go fundraising in the worse districts, where people were either too poor to donate or way too rich to care, and those where rival troops trawled.
Supposedly they shouldn't judge people on their willingness to give, but. Ah.
Florie would always remember that time in a high-class residence a stark naked guy answered at the door. She'd never seen a man's organ before. Now she knew...
The guy bought the whole lot of her lottery tickets as if it could also ease off her trauma and his guilt. And that, was the very first time someone bought her silence off.
Author:
maluretteFandom: LastMan
Characters: girl scout
Rating: PG / K+
Disclaimer: Vivès, Balak, Périn etc
Prompt: "borders" for
halfamoon Note: translation of what I did for the previous Mini Moon
Word count: 150
Iguana Bay girl scouts would get a big international humanitarian project to help poor underprivileged children abroad. It was a very important in their education as citizens of the world, or so said their leaders, that they'd be able to easily cross social borders.
They would avoid sending them to go fundraising in the worse districts, where people were either too poor to donate or way too rich to care, and those where rival troops trawled.
Supposedly they shouldn't judge people on their willingness to give, but. Ah.
Florie would always remember that time in a high-class residence a stark naked guy answered at the door. She'd never seen a man's organ before. Now she knew...
The guy bought the whole lot of her lottery tickets as if it could also ease off her trauma and his guilt. And that, was the very first time someone bought her silence off.
