My name is Lillian May a simple girl with a simple life, last night in the city of Manhattan we partied all night and suddenly I blacked out and woke up on my bed, as I went out of my room and I didn't expect my childhood friend Blake Rodriguez who I haven't seen since I was 14 years old lying down on my kitchen floor with a bottle of booze and the smell of cigarettes, both of us are trying to know what happened last night and how we have the same rings on our fingers? What exactly happened here? __________❤ Author's Note: This is a work of fiction so everything in here is just made up! Please Enjoy my ever first story :) and please no hate to the cast I always love them! Still thinking for the other casts ❤ comment for suggestions! :)
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