So like, you know my friend Hamilton that was in the last chapter. She takes a long ass time to tell a story. If she tells you a goddamn story it will take at least an hour and a half.
One time she took about 2 hours while we were at school in PE to tell a FAKE story. She has a crush on a dude (lets call him Shinsou) and she went on to tell us about how they had a sleepover together and hugged and held hands and shit. My friends and I got all excited.
And guess what.
IT WAS FAKE
So now we were all just mad at Hamilton for tricking us into thinking the ship sailed. For giving us "tea"
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Bai y'all. Have nice day. Or not. your choice. :)
YOU ARE READING
I Honestly Don't Know
RandomI was (somewhat) forced by my friends to write a "story". I don't know what it will entail as of yet, but we'll find out together! The title of the book itself makes this blatantly obvious though. But anyways. Lets start a "book".
