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Ongoing
Last published Sat, Feb 16, 2019
(Tag-lish)
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"Last week you said you're annualed. Yesterday you said you we're freaking married and now you're fucking telling my fucking cousin you're fucking single!" He shouted inside the cafe. I can see angry rays in his eyes. The eyes i hate the most. Honestly, I shouldn't be hating him but I can't stop myself. It's been years yet....
Seven years had passed yet I still mellow at the sight of him. I hate him with a passion and I don't give a damn if his freaking angry right now. I won't let him or anyone else see that he still have this effect on me. I stood up and walk towards the door of the cafe but before I leave I turned around and look at him. I muster the best pokerface I can and said words that I know will mess his head more.
"Well tomorrow I'm engage."
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