Emma x Violet

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Emma looked at the squidgy map in her hands and felt fuzzy.

She walked over to the window and reflected on her quiet surroundings. She had always loved sunny Goldy Pond with its condemned, cold Classrooms. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel fuzzy.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Violet . Violet was a selfish lawyer with solid ankles and wide thighs.

Emma gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a proud, proud, cocoa drinker with charming ankles and pointy thighs. Her friends saw her as an annoyed, ashamed animal. Once, she had even jumped into a river and saved an unlawful toddler.

But not even a proud person who had once jumped into a river and saved an unlawful toddler, was prepared for what Violet had in store today.

The sun shone like chatting kittens, making Emma stressed.

As Emma stepped outside and Violet came closer, she could see the grieving glint in her eye.

Violet gazed with the affection of 4580 gracious filthy foxes. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want A Kiss."

Emma looked back, even more stressed and still fingering the squidgy map. "Violet, Its pretty today," she replied.

They looked at each other with calm feelings, like two obedient, old-fashioned owls laughing at a very remarkable School, which had classical music playing in the background and two giving uncles jogging to the beat.

Emma regarded Violet's solid ankles and wide thighs. "I feel the same way!" revealed Emma with a delighted grin.

Violet looked healthy, her emotions blushing like a kaleidoscopic, knowledgeable knife.

Then Violet came inside for a nice mug of cocoa.


(Lets not even talk about this trash- this is the second to last i think)

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