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this is just a story i wrote after a joke in my friends gc on discord, it just turned out as a long story with much plot.
Gloria has her special day. But like always nothing goes how it was planned. Everything went into a Disaster and when Gloria finally woke up she seems to remember only a cold guy who makes her blood boil and this hazelnut brown eyes from a ginger haired Man.
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