red wolf (redwolf) wrote,
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MolassesRachel smiled as she listened to Dawn singing along with the radio. She had a good voice, unlike Rachel, who couldn't carry a tune in a bucket. On the plus side, Rachel had managed to knock out a Vrykolp demon with her singing voice, a feat that would have been even more impressive if he hadn't been a prospective client.

Shaking herself out of her reverie, Rachel realised that Dawn had stopped singing and was looking slightly stunned. "What?"

"I just realised that song is about a serial killer."

"Stellar detective skills."

Dawn grinned at Rachel. "Better later than never."


open_on_sundaychallenge #118: the beatles: maxwell's silver hammer
Part of the London!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse
Tags: dawn summers, fan fiction, fiction, london, rachel evans, retjull
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