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resident: donnie-li vilsaint house number: #612
"though she was comfortable being lost, she was desperate to be found."
❥･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ○ ✧ ･ﾟ
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SHE WANTED HIM the day that she saw him. But even then she knew that the possibility of that was extremely low. He was three years older than her and even though that didn't seem liked a big age gap now. Being thirteen back then, it meant a whole lot more. Even without factoring age, she still knew that she had no chance. It seemed like every girl on the block wanted him and would do anything to win his attention. Donnie couldn't blame them for it but she opted to look on from the shadows. As the years passed, it seemed that her crush had gotten worse. There was very little she could do about that other than talk to her friends about it,
"They said that he sells drugs now." Emmy said as they started to walk towards the school's parking lot,
She looked at her friend and laughed, "Girl, I don't care about none of that shit. He could sell nuclear weapons to Iran and I'd still want his fine ass."
