The Brat and Her Driver
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She's a stuck up rich, spoil, rotten, little brat. There's nothing about her that doesn't scream trouble. She drives me insane,she parties too much, and she doesn't give a fuck about anything or anybody. I hate her. I hate her so much. I hate that I have to drive her around, I hate that I have to take orders from her, I hate that she gets drunk every weekend, I hate that I always have to go inside to get her when she's too drunk to walk, I hate when she takes her anger out on me, and most of all I hate her for making me care for her. I hate her so much that I think I began to fall in love with her.
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