Ingrid: TOMMY!
Me: Hey Ingrid.
Ingrid: I heard you were in Texas, how fun.
Me: Yeah. So where is Dragon? Is she still mad at me?
Ingrid: She got over it.
Me: Okay, cool.
Ingrid: Do you want to hang out tonight?
Me: I can't, I have lots of homework since I was gone.
Ingrid: Alright. But we will be down at the diner if you want. Text me if you are coming, though.
Me: Okay, thanks Ingrid.
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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.
