Luv4_Ava
idk if u still use this app but if u see this pls text me back dude, i wanna talk
Sourgirlypop
Luv4_Ava
U should get Snap
Luv4_Ava
I cut my hair now I look like White washed clyde
Luv4_Ava
HAS MR COOK RESPONDED TO ME YET ON YOUR PHONE???
Sourgirlypop
@KermitTheMofoFrog what’s the thing u used to trick Eli? The would u rather eat a brick or something
Luv4_Ava
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I have smut in my books and my dumbass let her get Wattpad to read my books
What did i do
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HES LEFT ME ON OPENED FOR EIGHT MINUTES JAIMEE JUST SMACKED ME EVANS SAYING TIMMAH TIMMAH AND WE"RE WATCHING THE STAR VS. EVIL
Luv4_Ava
Have you seen the muffin man
Luv4_Ava
"Uh, Yes, I-I need you to run to the back room to collect some important copies for me. That disgrace Trump is taking my voters." Joe growled, silence spilled for a moment before Joe jerked in his seat.
"Stop!" Joe hushed himself?
"Um, Yes. Sir, is there anything wrong?" Ava stepped forward, tilting her head to the left trying to see the problem of the situation. Joe quickly rose his wrinkled hands, his barely noticable eyebrows raised.
"J-Just! Please go get me my papers." He stuttered.
Ava stepped backwards, cursing silently at her bosses suspicious attitude.
"Whatever you want, sir." Ava stated, and with a sigh, walked out of the room.
Luv4_Ava
"Yes, I'll be there soon." Ava grumbled, adjusting her glasses and pushed herself up and off of her chair. Her wooden desk was messy with paper and random ass drawings, but she couldn't help that due to the intense work she was put through.
Ava's black heals went hard against the marble flooring as she walked down the main hall, down to her bosses office.
She kept her arms by her sides as she walked, important papers under her arms and close to her sides.
*KNOCK*
*KNOCK*
"Yes?!" Joe called from inside, hushing Donald that was kneeled under his large desk. Joe quickly fixed his hair before Ava opened the grand wooden doors to let herself in.
"Sir, what do you need?" Ava calmly asked, holding her papers close to her chest. Ava's eyebrows furrowed at the distressed posture of the president, or may I say pleasured ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°.
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When we going to start writing that story
....
On a sunny day at the White House....
Ava sat in her small office, busy with paperwork that Joe had no time to work on due to Donald coming back up from his downfall. "I don't get paid enough for this shit." Ava huffed, straightening her posture in her rolling chair.
The sun shined perfectly through the window, and into Ava's eyes making her hiss in pain.
"Ava! Mr. Biden would like to see you A-Stat!" Lindsey called from the door, her work attire wrinkled just as much as her face that was written over with stress.