Our Song
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Concluida vie, may 6, 20165h 50m
"I was going to make it on time, I swear, but this ... stupid guy ... he was texting and he didn't see me and my sheets went flying across the floor and ..." I act the whole thing out as I'm telling him the story but he just sits there staring at me with a blank face and I sigh defeated.
"Your story is quite amusing, but rules are rules. I don't make exceptions."
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