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Red Lips

Red Lips

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Shanay was a high schooler who dropped her red lipstick while switching periods and brad from math class picked it up. "Shana!" Brad shouted. "Yea?" I ask. "You dropped your red lipstick." "Holy crap! Really?" "Yes." "Oh god thank you. I dont know what id do if i didnt have that or if i lost it." "Your welcome." Brad laughed as he walked away.
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