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Secret (Nick Burkhardt X Reader) “Monroe! Put me down!” You shrieked as your brother flung you over his shoulder. It was Halloween, and your brother was running around excitedly; he loved Halloween, as did you.
“Aw come on __y/n__! I only see you a few times a year!” Monroe exclaimed as he continued jogging around his house. It was true though; you lived in Seattle, which, while it wasn’t that far away, you owned a bookstore there, and didn’t like to be away from it for long. You sighed, but relented, and soon you were laughing as loudly as he was; the joyful noises bouncing off the walls. You two were so distracted, you didn’t hear
and i wasn't also working there, just concert-goer so i forgave myself 