Lucy awoke to the sunlight streaming through the curtained window,rubbing the sleep from her eyes and arching back to stretch. Finally, it was the jour she was waiting for. She turned eighteen. She couldn’t wait to go spend the jour with her friends.
"Oi, Lucy. You’re here early." Gray spoke as he entered the guild with Juvia trailing behind him.
“N-no, not really. I didn’t have anything to do." Lucy replied, awkwardly. Well, no wonder he never knew it was her birthday, she hasn’t really told anyone about it. As she was Lost in thought the words “love rival" snaked around her sending...
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