"Why are we taking them?" I ask my boss
"I said so" he angrily replies striking me on the face with his 6 rings. I feel my face and the blood is coming out of the 6 strike lines
"When?" I ask
"In a month, it's your fucking job to find out where and when" he answers me
"Yes" I say with a heavy weight on my chest. I know this isn't right...
"Now we only need the two and a sample from the third.... The rest are not needed but.... More the better" my boss yells at me harshly....
"Yes" I reply
"Now get the hell out of my sight" he tells as I exit the room
I go to the company bathroom to clean off a bit. I walk up to the mirror and brush my black hair back and address my wounds. Nothing to bad.
How am I going to steal 3 girls? Celebrity's may I say? And have nobody find out?!?! Can I even bare to do it.... I feel the pain inside my heart... Bursting!
I go to the company locker room and grab the file that reads Cimorelli.....
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Dear Diary: Cimorelli fanfic
FanfictionDear Diary, what is going on? Why can't everything go back to the way it was before him and the accident and the death.....
