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a/n: THIS IS A SHORT ASS CHAPTER GODDAMN (the next one is MUCH longer i promiseeeee)

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willow placed her fingers on her guitar and strummed a tune. she took a look at the lyrics she had wrote on a crumpled piece of paper late last night after a long phone call with zoe.

she took a deep breath and started to sing.

"pretty girl, talking bout a pretty girl... pretty girl, oh." she inhaled. "can i play inside your pretty curls, because you're such a pretty girl, such a fucking pretty girl..."

willow stopped strumming and sighed.

"zoe." she whispered. "what the hell have you done to me?"

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