Moving to la

Moving to la

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I woke up earlier than usual I walked down the old country stairs and went straight into the kitchen where my mother stood making breakfast. Hey mom why are you making breakfast at this time it's like 1:00pm like seriously why would u waste your time on that when u can go to a cafe, she spun around in disbelieve what did u just say young lady, nothing just forget it don't even pay attention to me btw I'm going upstairs to pack. While I was upstairs my phone buzzed,I wonder who's texting me at this time and unlocked my phone and saw a unknown text message. Unknown: hi baby Me: who the hell is this and how did you get my number Unknown: that's not your concern baby Me: pls stop calling me that I don't even know you bye loser Umm that was weird how does this person know my phone number in the first place a little while later my mom calls me down for lunch, I'm coming mother. Mom's pov: hunny do u want some orange juice with your hash brown's & Eggs. Yes pls thanx for everything mom your the best
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