The Unlucky Two
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- Votes 17
- Chapitres 10
Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture1h 16m
Dernière publication mer., sept. 4, 2019
"Why the fuck do I always end up in situations like this with you?"
"For the last fucking time. I Don't FUCKING know."
"Well why the Fuck not? I mean you are little miss 'I know everything' right?"
"Why can't you just shut the fuck up and help me open the fucking door."
"Open it yourself. I don't want to be near you, let alone in this room with you."
"Do you honestly think I want to be here in this room with you either? Now get off your fucking ass and help me open this god damn door before fatty Ms. Patty finds us here you ungreatful dic-"
"Miss Grey what did you call me?" Fatty Ms. Patty says.
"Fuck my life."
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The Unlucky Two
Started: November 25, 2017
Finished:
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Very stong language
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