"I hate you."
"Are you sure? I don't think I got a fair chance."
"I am."
"Are you very sure?"
"Has anyone ever told you that you're full of yourself?"
"No."
"Well, they should."
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Her definition of perfect was qu...
I rubbed my eyes before fumbling with my phone trying to turn the alarm off as quickly as possible.
One time it took me a while like a minute, I was just having an off morning.
Ms. Ella my neighbor will never let me hear the end about how I woke up her little dog, I think she tried murdering me one time but that's a completely separate story.
On the topic of her dog, the thing was sent from the depths of hell.
It got out one time and bit my ankle before Ms. Ella came to get her and then the dog just wagged its tail-walking away in its pink little tutu. It wasn't a friendly bite either, it was trying to break my bone or something.
To add even more irony to the situation her name is Precious.
I'm not sure what it is with people naming their scary little animals precious but they need a reality check.
My hand went to my hair, pulling it back and up into a bun securing it with a hair tie on my wrist.
Walking over to my closet, I threw on a basic outfit, still half asleep.
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I checked my phone before texting Kaz to make sure he was okay out of habit and the fact I worry.
