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The Devils Next Door
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  • WpView
    LECTURES 127
  • WpVote
    Votes 5
  • WpPart
    Parties 3
  • WpHistory
    Durée 25m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement juil. 18, 2015
People say, when Life gives you Lemons make lemonade.
Let me go up those dolt headed people and give them a hard painful slap across the face yelling at them:

'It doesn't work!! You filthy retailers!!'

Because the 4 lemons I'm being socked in the face with, just cannot be lemonade unless you grab a meat grinder and shred the 4 pin-heads to make meat-pie!

I, Victoria (Tori) Willows finally was granted permission to buy an apartment and live alone for the first time in my life! College was approaching in the following year and I was already half way through my Senior year of high school, right now, everything went according to plan. 
But little did my land lord mention i was going to be hammered in the head with 4 annoying brothers that were moving in to be my next door neighbours!

Well whoopadie doo! Just how was I suppose to cope with a cocky perverted player, a overrating smart ass and two menacing twins that you couldn't almost tell apart!?! This was going to be one memorable school year.
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