MY CRUSHES .
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Last published Sun, Jun 12, 2022
" god just one goal and we are done" squealing, she said but soon enough got some wet and cold dripping on the top of her body she shot up straight and sat still . " WHAT THE- YAH! MR.HUMPTY! " saying this and again laying on her bed not caring about the wetness because of the water she just got splashed with . " GET YOUR ASS up dear sleepy head" the man said standing there on the doorway of her room . she took a deep breath and sat properly then rubbed her eyes and saw the person clearly "Great morning dad...." she sadi and stood up getting near her dad. "good morning Ash" he said while giving her a light hug and a forehead kiss . "now go and get ready fastly ! i am serving breakfast come down!" he Said. " ok dad leave i am coming in 10 mins" her dad left while smiling.
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