Acquainted | l.s.
- LECTURAS 33
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- Partes 2
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Última publicación mié, dic 30, 2015
"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?"
"They can't know about us. It will start a whole riot, and we can't afford for that to happen."
"Well then, what? Do you expect me to keep our relationship behind closed doors?! Harry, we can't just pretend to be acquaintances."
"That's what we're going to have to do, Louis. Wether you like it or not."
"I don't."
"Okay, now quit holding my hand. That's definitely not going to help the situation."
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