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ᴀɴᴅʏ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴀꜱ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ
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ʙʀɪᴀɴɴᴀ ᴛʜᴏᴍᴘꜱᴏɴ (@ʙʀᴏɴɴɴɪᴇᴇ) ᴀꜱ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ
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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍
"I don't know what's up with you and these vitamin deficient white boys but you need to get that shit together." Kara lightly shoving Summer.
Summer was no longer gazing and the two white boys. Instead, she sent her best friend the most deadliest glare she could muster.
"Bitch," she muttered returning back to her now cold lunch. She no longer wanted to eat and instead, she got up to throw it out.
Her crush on both Timothee and Andy been mentally mind fucking her and she was at the end of her rope.
Summer has always been the type of person to go for what she wanted, but things were different this times.
For starters, she not only wanted Timothee, but she wanted Andy too. Second, Andy went for girls who wore heavy dark makeup, yells at their parents, wear spikey clothing, and listen to metal music. Timothee on the other hand, went for girls who loved art but could only name Picasso and Vincent Van Gough, say their depressed so they could seem cool and different, walks around with Hydroflask and metal straws, and finds Ted Bundy attractive even though he slaughtered multiple women.
