Work (from first person)

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So now I'm sitting at home,Jeremys in the next room waiting for me to get dressed. The drive here was pretty quiet, I think he's mad. So I slowly get dressed, I slowly put on the black miniskirt and black tights. I feel tears roll down my face as I put on the black slipons and sky blue button up shirt. I loom over to the matching hat. Night watch. I put this on too and grab my keys. I think its best we ride seprate.

"Jere, I'll drive myself over."

"Okay" he says as he leaves.

I go outside and lock the door, and walk over to my (fc) mini van and hop inside. Hopefully Mike knows what to do, he usually does. I pull out of the lot and drive to the pizzeria. Somehow I managed to beat Jeremy. I go inside and talk to mike, and not long after its one.

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