I woke up the next goddamn morning and took a bath smiling. Today I was going to steal something. I knew it. After I put on some clothes, I went into the huge mall as I spotted 'Mr.Perfect'. He was doing a question and answer thing. He picked a person who asked, 'who is your lover?' Smirking, he looked straight at me as people pushed me to him. He held my waist as he picked me up bridal style and went close to my face and kissed me. My face turned bright red and pushed him away and slapped him. "W-WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING LOVER!" I yelled as I stormed out of the mall and to my apartment. I furiously slammed the door open and everyone looked at me. I cleanched my fists as I went onto my bed screaming. I was like a little girl having a temper tantrum. I thought of it all day. Ugh.
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