W.T.F
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"Um what do you want?" I said harshly, I would have been nice but I was have a bad day and I mean like come on, I hate the kid with a passion. "What do you mean what do I want?" He asked while facing me. "Well for starters you came in my car so am assuming you want something from me." "You don't know? Check your phone?" Adam said while lying his head back on the window while staring at me. And that's how it all started...
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