38: ring

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i hate the sound of my doorbell. Mostly because it forces you to do something. As I walk to the door the bell rings again. Calm the fuck down, i'm coming. Kind off irritated i open the door. A skinny person walks inside as soon as possible and hugs me tight. I smell her perfume. 'Zendaya?' she looks insecure to the ground. 'I'm just so sorry Haley. I was mean and i will never be like this again! How could I not trust you? I'm so sorry...' I smile softly and my eyes water. 'It's okay Daya. We're fine. I missed you.' 'I missed you too.'

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