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I'm back. But schools been up my ass. Then I skipped. But I was tired
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Don't fret I don't ever wanna see you And I never wanna meet you again One thing When you're angry, you're a jerk And then you treat me like I'm worth nothin' Don't fret
miss you oliver tree
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You were seated comfortably on a couch at the roadhouse. The lights were dim yet it gave the place a warm feeling.
You pursed your lips, eyes scanning the menu for what you wanted. You didn't want to go ham on your meal but you didn't want to starve.
You smiled lightly when you figured out what you wanted before closing the menu.
There was a light abyss of chatter amongst the group you sat with.
Isaac placed a hand on your thigh, thumb rubbing tenderly against your skin.
"Oh my god guys, did you see that fucking weirdo yesterday, he looked like he'd seen better days. What was his name..?" Chi chi asked, tapping her chin with her slender finger. "Cedric or Fredric or..."
Darlas eyes softened as she looked at you, you slowly got the message on who she was talking about leaving your lips parted.
Darla cleared her throat. "Chi, maybe you shouldn't judge people while you yourself has flaws, like damn girl, your parents just divorced and this is what you do." She scoffed.
Chi Chi let out a shocked gasp which you attempted to hide your smile at by looking away.
"Chels, you know she doesn't mean that." Isaac said.
