Just a drabble for the ship mese fanfiction contest!
He jokes. She laughs.
He rants. She argues.
He denies it.
She denies it.
Wilson would tell te they’re still little kids, fighting just to see who would win.
Cameron would tell te they’re in love, and fighting’s just his way of mostrare it.
He would tell te Amore doesn’t exist, just the need for another.
But isn’t that the definition of love? The need for another?
She would tell te she may have had feelings for him once, but she’s not sure they exist anymore.
But is Amore something that ever leaves?
She would tell te she’s tired of...
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