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