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Hazel Philipa Kennedy

I don't know what's worse; being woken up from my sleep or someone, once again, interrupting my sleeping pattern. These days, I sleep at god knows what time. I swipe viewing the spam of messages from my best friend, Ingrid.

"Get dressed, we're going clubbing. Bus comes around your street at like.. 8:30, so ye?"

'Wear the Black Ruche Hour Dress I brought you!!"

"Oi"

"Hazel"

"Pippppp, you there?"

"Who sleeps at 7 f*cking 30 pm?"

"NOOT NOOT, PINGU PINGU!!"

Incest Ingrid <3

3 missed calls

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I walk to the bus top two houses down and take a seat. 8:25 pm, not bad. I wait in the dry night staring at my black heels, slowly regretting sneaking out. But not regretting the fact I wore my off-shoulder burgundy hourglass-fit dress instead of that hooker dress Ingrid wanted me to wear. Soon the bus arrives, I take a seat next to Ingrid who pouts at me. "I'm already sneaking out and you know being the Community Priest's daughter doesn't help, so don't push your chances with that dress" I laugh.

We sit together, laughing at random things. She talks to me about her hot Australian stepbrother who keeps eyeing her and how shes so tempted to just spread her legs open for him. Keep in mind that he is 16 years old and she is 20. We arrive at our destination and sneak in with our fake ID's as we're both underage.



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HEYY SUGAR PLUMSSS,

Like I said it will be sooo boring but wait for the next update :P

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AHAHA I LOVE INGRID, HBU?

Much love - E

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