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❛ CAN YOU BELIVE THAT GUY? ❜
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EVELYN STOOD BY THE front door, tapping her foot on the ground as she waited for Lacey to drive her to set.
"Lacey, come on! We're already late!" Evelyn shouted, her voice echoing through the house as Lacey frantically searched for her keys.
Lifting up a couch cushion, Lacey exclaimed, "I'm coming! Just go grab the spare from my room! It's in my closet, inside a box under my clothes."
With an exasperated sigh, Evelyn rolled her eyes and made her way to Lacey's room. She flung open the door and headed straight for the closet, her fingers deftly pushing aside hangers and clothes.
After a moment of rummaging, Evelyn's hand brushed against a box. She pulled it out, moving the blankets that covered it, and placed it on the floor. Kneeling down, she opened the box, her curiosity piqued.
As Evelyn sifted through the contents, a wave of nostalgia washed over her. Inside were familiar items—books, clothes, her charm bracelet, and her beloved Snoopy plush, among other cherished belongings. She gingerly picked up the Snoopy plush, memories flooding back.
