Linked To Her

Linked To Her

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~ Toni ◆ is only a one night stand girl with well girls. 24/7 in her famous studio everyone loves (especially girls) teaching girls to dance and have a good time. loads of money and is also being the beta. good life right? what happens when Kinsey steps in her life? ~ Kasey☆ the chill one, she never let anyone boss her way, she never let anyone pick on her or mess with her and her love ones. and she certainly doesnt like to be stressed out so shes a badass 24/7 drinking, smoking, partying and dont forget Aphla duties to handle! but when she meets Kinsey and turns her into her second bestfriend everything with her seem calming to Kasey. ~Kinsey★ The country girl. The new girl in town.down the block.and at school.cool shops. a big huge school. and one chill friend name Kasey that she cant get enough to be with. so when she finds a job. and its the dance studio. everything seems to slowly. moving. Toni "She's my mate"♡ Kinsey "confuse"</3 Kasey"Everyday I wake up and only see her"♥
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