The Bad Boy and My Cookie
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I crossed my arms defiantly,"Listen here buddy, you either give back what's mine or we do this the hard way," I glared, my gaze not straying from his.
That pack of cookies is mine and I'd be damned if I let it go without a fight.
Without breaking eye contact, he let go of my pack of cookies letting it fall unto the ground before he gave it a harsh stomp.
An amused expression crossed his face as he turned to look at me,"What are you gonna do about it tesoro?" He taunted.
"I'd gladly show you," I sneered, before doing something that every typical female would do.
Kicked him where the sun doesn't shine.
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