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We drive to his house after school.
We pass mine.
It’s dull.
It’s gray.
And for once no one is getting hurt.
On the outside at least.
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We drive to his house after school.
We pass mine.
It’s dull.
It’s gray.
And for once no one is getting hurt.
On the outside at least.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen4U.Com