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