[after school at the slushy store]
girl: hey... um... dude?
boy: uh yeah?
girl: the slushy machine won't stop...
boy: what?
girl: it won't stop...
girl: aah HELP DUDE!
boy: my names milo.
girl: THERES SLUSHY DRIPPING ALL OVER THE FLOOR AND YOU'RE TELLING ME YOUR NAME!?
boy: yes.
girl: [mumbles to herself] what have i gotten myself into?
manager: WHAT THE HELLS GOING ON HERE!?
boy: RUN!
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flaws [on hold]
Short Storyif you stare, at even the pretty people, they start to become uglier and uglier until all the perfections are flaws and their face is just a disfigured blur. ≈≈≈ each chapter dedicated to an amazing writer or friend.
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