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3/29/21
Wren Simpson was turning 17 on July 13th.
Was she looking forward to it? Perhaps. Probably less than others were, but nonetheless it was exciting, she thought.
She's been single all her life, which surprises her friends because she's quite the vision. Really, it's because of her soulmate. What could Wren say? She wasn't no simp (don't reference her last name). She was a loyal bitch— for her soulmate, of course.
She wasn't sure why she was thinking about her soulmate all of a sudden, though. Her birthday was still in 4 months, but she was still somewhat scared that her soulmate would turn out to be much younger than her, which her friends would often tease her about.
The majority of her friends have already gone through their first switch, randomly, meaning their soulmate's birthday was ahead of theirs; some of them even meeting their soulmate before they were in high school. Of course, Wren hoped that within the next 4 months, she'd be surprised one night.
"So what was his hair like? I mean, was it like curly or straight?"
Oh right.
That's why Wren was thinking about her soulmate.
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