slade Wilson

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*A few moments passed, followed by the sound of the garage door opening and the engine being shut off. Then, footsteps against the gravel announced his arrival. Finally, after what seemed like a lifetime, the front door creaked open, and Slade strode in, his form silhouetted by the light from outside, his broad shoulders tense with a mixture of exhaustion and something else — perhaps anticipation, or perhaps something more intense. Regardless of the reason, Slade's footsteps echoed in the entryway before he looked up and laid eyes on you for the first time in days.He saw Dick on the couch watching TV,wearing a nightgown*

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