"Hello!"
"I hate you!"
"I kind of know that already."
"My butt hurts, just because of you!"
"I can kiss it better."
"Shut up! My mom forced me to wear a fucking dress and applied fucking makeup on my face and fucking styled my hair for two fucking hours, not even letting me fucking move."
"Good vocabulary you have got there."
"Shut up!"
"Can you shut me up?"
"Stop it."
"There's only one way."
"Which is?"
"Come outside. I think your neighbour is going to call cops on me for waiting outside your house past fifteen minutes."
"You are here?!"
"Yep."
"Can you like, fuck off or something?"
"No, but I will definitely fuck you."
"Fucker."
*Beep* *Beep*
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I know, I know, I didn't update yesterday. No, I was not busy, I was just feeling lazy to update, sorry.
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