This was the moment that young Ned discovered that he wasn’t like the other children: nor was he like anyone else, for that matter. Young Ned could touch dead things and bring them back to life.
college student, coffee addict, sassmaster, photographer, singer, listener, talker, critic, lover, fighter, future psychologist and world traveler, pop culture addict who loves sweaters, nerds, harry potter, baking and cooking, coffee, tea, rainboots, rainy days, beach days, accents, mocking people, showers, bubble baths, exploring, making faces and lists, sarcasm, old books, tv, movies, music, fashion, jews, mango sorbet, baguettes, swearing, cuddling, and being as entirely ridiculous as humanly possible.
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