It was a strict 12pm. Crizmon and Lovey were having a raw. “Crizmon! Listen to me, u ha-” Franny began “No, I won’t! I refuse!” Crizmon zei 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 u up, of make u late. But I’m not. All I’m saying is that u and Melondy… well, I think u can do so much better.” “What makes your so sure? u listened to that girlfriend song?” “No.” “Well?” “Just go… your be late” Lovey left and started to cry....
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