chapter three

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when you got to your house you blasted depressing music that other girls your age dont luke and gor into your sweatpants and cried for hours.  you drew a picture of damian because he was very hot, but that made you more sad because you ruined all your chances with him. HE MUST HATE YOU!!! y/n, you are ugly and stulid and incredibly dense and pathetic. HOW COULD YOU SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT TO HIM????

but your crying was cut short by someone knocking at your door. who could it be? y/n jad no friends or family or naighbours or anyone whatsoever.

you opened the door and you saw a black man. he wasn't african or anything, his skin and shirt was literally the colour blacl. you blushed.

"wh- wh- who are you?" you ask shyly. you were only 3'11 and this man towered over yku.

"i am the lawyer. mavie fransussy (kisabellas mom) is suing you. you need 40m euros, and you need ghem soon if you want this settled without violence."

"I XANT BELIEVE YOUVE DONE THIS, DAMN YOU MAVIE FRANSUSSY AND KISABELLA."

you slammed the door (this was very difficult since she is very frail) and she went into her room and cried again.

then, y/n drew pictures of kisabella dying. that made her feel so much better, even if the day was horrible. 

well, she said to herself. at least im not ugly and fat and sound weird and my teeth dont look stupid.

she smiled and fell asleep, thinking "you can always clunt on tomorow to but on a great show" (y/ns mom sed to say that.)

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