Story cover for Just The Three Of Us. by _ventzquex_
Just The Three Of Us.
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Ongoing, First published Aug 30, 2021
Mataba pero di masyadong mataba. chubby lang...

Mahilig Kumain..

Walang pili...

Mahaba Ang buhok pero manipis..

Basagulera...

Mahilig magpalibre..


Yang lahat ng iyan sa itaas ay walang iba kundi ako! Ako. Ako lang at wala nang iba. I'm Angel Lynn Zonarba, 17 yrs old, senior high student at Saint Macaru international high school. Mataba? no. Chubby? yes. Mahilig Kumain? Of course! Wala din akong pili sa pagkain basta pagkain kakainin ko hindi yung dumi ng tao. Yuck. Mahaba ang buhok? Korek ka dyan te. Pero manipis nga lang. Ugh. Kainins. Basagulera? Of course pero sa tamang pagkakaton nemen. Hehehehe. Mahilig magpalibre? Of course. Kung may pera naman ang kaibigan mo syempre papalibre kana pabunos nalang iyan sa darating na pasko.


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