It was a strict 12pm. Crizmon and Lovey were having a raw. “Crizmon! Listen to me, tu ha-” Franny began “No, I won’t! I refuse!” Crizmon dicho sharply “Please… please…” “Go ahead, but be quick” He snapped at her “Your making the wrong choice… your probably thinking I’m saying this to break tu up, o make tu late. But I’m not. All I’m saying is that tu and Melondy… well, I think tu can do so much better.” “What makes your so sure? tu listened to that girlfriend song?” “No.” “Well?” “Just go… your be late” Lovey left and started to cry....
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