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Her voice is hoarse. She’s out of breath. Sliding my hands into my pockets, I study her sheepishly. “Approximately three minutes.” Sydney blinks. “Excuse me. I need to go die.” “Please don’t do that.”
Hilarity
“And the red is a little disturbing. Looks like blood or something.” “Oh, my God. I made bloody nipple cakes.” “Pretty much.”
Omg haha
