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"Your paying for this!" I exclaim, pointing to the broken nail polish bottle laying on the dirty white tiles.

"NO! you made me spill my hair gel! " he shouts back running his fingers through his hair.

"You made me break the bottle of nail polish!" I point groaning, throwing my hands up.

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