Call Me A Doll
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Última publicación mié, nov 24, 2021
Życie Ronnie nigdy nie wyróżniało się od życia pozostałych nastolatków.
Jednak wystarczył jeden dzień, jedna chwila i jeden moment, by jej egzystencja zmieniła się o sto osiemdziesiąt stopni, a to wszystko za sprawą brązowookiego bruneta o niesamowitym charakterze.
A to wszystko zaczęło się od zwykłej ucieczki.
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