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I Hate You.

MAJESTICPOTATOS

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GELESEN 74
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Teile 1
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MAJESTICPOTATOS

badass humour romance sarcasm

"I love you." 

For a moment there was silence. It was only for a short moment. Like a really short moment because I ended up laughing hysterically. 

What a load of crap.

"Aww.. honey, did you really expect me to just swoon?" I asked rhetorically, wiping a tear from my eye "Do you really think I'd believe that?" I asked as I raised an eyebrow in disbelief 

"I would hope so, otherwise this would be really awkward. Like I mean, come on. We both know you want me" he smirked, gesturing to himself

"Want you dead? Of course I do" I smiled sweetly

~~ *** ~~

If she were to describe it, Nicole is the 'no bullshit' type and Ethan is just 'bullshit'.

Nicole Mendes and Ethan Haynes have been rivals in everything since the beginning. They have nothing in common other than their insane competitiveness against each other.

They challenge, beat and laugh at each other in every competition, making bets for the winner. But what if they challenge each other in a competition that neither can win? 

(This book is inspired from memes or funny text posts I've seen; so if you see something familiar, you'll know. Enjoy though!)Alle Rechte vorbehalten

badass humour romance sarcasm

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I Hate You.
Fr., Jan. 3, 2020

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I Hate You.
Fr., Jan. 3, 2020

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