Hoodies And Hearts
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Terminé mer., juil. 5, 20171h 11m
Kyriaki Ekektra Frost meets Marcus and Martinus. Will one of them be able to get to her out of her hoodie and show her heart, or will she be in her hoodie forever?
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"I love you" he said. "I'm not sure if I feel the same way anymore..." I said. "What can I do to make you love me?" He asked.
"You can't do anything. You ignored me, I moved and we lost touch." I said. "I know, and I'm sorry" he said. "I'm sorry" I said before hanging up.
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