Mess with her, Mess with us!

Mess with her, Mess with us!

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, May 28, 2025
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}|{A brunette haired girl was pacing in her room, as she tried to breathe and calm down after reading a post that Gossip girl posted regarding her crush on two of her childhood besties despite them not getting along with her siblings, she kept heavy breathing before seeing her door open to see her two childhood besties and crushes aka Blair and Chuck walk in. "Please don't be mad or hate me, I don't know how she found out or can control my feelings." She said scared and nervous while breathing heavy as Blair shakes her head while walking over to the brunette as Chuck did so as well as both placed a comfort hand on the brunette's shoulders. "Kat, we aren't mad, the opposite actually." She exclaimed as the brunette looked at them confused as Blair chuckled while wiping her tears. "Do we have to spell it out for you? We feel the same about you, angel. For me, it was from the moment we met." Chuck explained, as Blair nodded. "For me, it was during Thanksgiving." She explained, as the two comforted their girl who was still dealing with her panic attack.}|{
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