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ASK: say something in order to obtain an answer or some information

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Bird°

"I'm about to lose my shit!"

I look up from the computer for a few seconds. To watch as my best friend bust in to the study, throwing her things on the floor. She pace the floor back and forth.

It was obviously something was on her mind. I had to complete this paper by midnight. Last time my professor said "papers was due by midnight" and I submitted my paper in at 12:00 am.

She took major points off saying that I didn't turn it in on time. I was so confuse that I almost snapped the woman's face off. Until she seen the expression on my face and explained the whole "Due by midnight" scenario.

"Sel what is wrong with you?" I ask her typing some more words.

"Bitch nothing I'm just a little stress that's it." she look over at me putting her hair in a messy bun. I watch her continue to pace.

"If you not going to tell me, I'm going to need you to stop before you mess that rug up." hell I loved that rug it's purple and really fluffy.

She sighs then falls backwards on the couch all dramatic and shit. I look at my best friend trying to figure out what's wrong with her, without asking so my questions.

I had about four or six paragraphs left. I look over at the time at the bottom corner of my screen it was ten thirty pm.

Pushing up from my chair I walk around the desk to get to the couch. I sat next to her looking at the side of her face. She was staring up at the ceiling. I started to make a pouty faces and sad puppy noises rubbing my nose into her neck.

"Iffy stop you know I hate when you do that shit." she laughs trying to push me off her.

"Tell me what's up then. I know something wrong by that look on your face." I laugh sitting up. She huffs sitting up and starts playing with her fresh pedicure.

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