Shelia: Tommy! Where are you going?
Me: Oh, Sheila. I forgot about this afternoon. I made plans with someone else and I'm completely sorry.
Sheila: Really?
Me: Yeah, I mean we hung out yesterday so it's okay? Right?
Sheila: It's whatever. But if you change you mind, Drew and I will be at the same cafe.
Me: Thanks Sheila.
Sheila: Whatever.
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FantasyS h e ' s t h e q u i e t g i r l . The story of a boy who's original sin was his curiosity.
