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Can’t fucking believe her, can I? One fight, and she runs straight back to her ex? And not just any ex—nah, it’s got to be Freddie fuckin’ Fletcher, don’t it? What the fuck am I supposed to do now—? Can’t swap teams, can I? But I can’t support him either—no chance I’m singin’ “Glory, Glory Man United” with the image of him fucking Ysolde in me head. Fuck that.


















































