Rude
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- Parts 6
Ongoing29m
Last published Sat, Dec 20, 2014
Emily Kaye was 19 when she left home to live with her friend Jason. As far as she knew, she would be leaving her beach home in Brisbane to live with a friend in Melbourne city, meet new friends, begin university in a new city- a new beginning. And that's exactly what it was until she met her house mate, Bryce Harries. He was rude, arrogant and disrespectful.
He thought that cigarets, alcohol and his band were the only things that he needed. But he was wrong.
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