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:: | κ«αͺ βΛβ‘ β βs it just me or is there a whole lotta spit sharing than there was last season?" Azealia's head, inevitably, drifted to the right. "Making me nauseous, I don't know..."
The pale pink smoothie she was nursing, frothy at the top, seemed to wipe away any former craving for the mixture of fresh strawberries and the much stronger taste of banana. Her eyes drifted away from the pair, connected through a wet, noisy bond of lips and morning breath. Gross...
Beside her, Trinity's head rose from her own plated breakfast, mimicking the tilt of Azealia's.
"I don't know either. I was more concerned with the amount of sex in those sheets to be honest."
Azealia's eyes narrowed, her brows furrowed, and the straw she was using to stir her smoothie halted. "You wanted some of that, didn't you?"
Trinity's smile was shamelessly bright. "Sure did!"
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β¬y yours truly,
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