make a wish // a dreamer

make a wish // a dreamer

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Lucy ; christal and mary are 3 best friends since childhood, inseparable, always full of happiness and joy and always do funny things and have done a lot of adventures together... One night, while they were all sitting next to each other on a huge rock watching the beautiful stars.... " bruhhh!! It's 12:22 pm!! I don't want to go back, my mom will go crazy if she found out that i ran away again from the house!!", mary pouted while placing her head on lucy shoulder. " don't worry about your mom! Let's just watch those beautiful stars, enjoy every peaceful thing of it!", christal yawned " pfft, your already sleepy! ", laughed lucy " HOLY SHITTT", mary stand up in shoke, pointing Shooting star, lucy and christa shouted in union " GUYS!! MAKE A WISH!! "
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