Friends with benefits?|| Cris jr
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"Cris what are we, I'm tired of this. You acted like you like me but then go fuck around with other girls" I said crying since I saw him kissing delfina, my"best friend"
"sierra...we are friends...with benefits.." He said not even looking me in the eye
"Friends with benefits?" I say with mixed emotions
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