Isla Lawrence

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“Oh. Sorry.” Her frown smoothed out, and she grabbed the Target purse from her shoulder, rummaging through it and slapping a five-dollar bill into my hand. “Thank you, sir. Have a nice day.” She fucking tipped me. That just happened.
Isla Lawrence
That is hilarious oh my god
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