"Don't judge my bangs. My mom made me do it." I say. "It's cute." He says, biting back a laugh. "Asshole," I murmur. "Wait... In the photo, you're wearing..." He says, trailing off. My eyes widen when I realize I'm wearing my bracelet in that picture. "I can explain," I say. <~~~~~~~~~~> moi-ra | \ ˈmȯirə \ noun: a person's fate or destiny Used to be titled "Because of an iPod and Ball" ~Published/Completed on October 28, 2020~

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