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"Woots to be that way? Always up inmy eyes "Seriously I’ll call your parents…"

He drops the gangbanger act at once

"Don’t," he says, the goatee drooping "My h and take his aret you hoet a note from the doctor, to excuse you froive notes for alcohol poisoning"

"Poor baby," I say cheerfully "Maybe this will teach you a lesson"

"Woain, "I don’t need you to tell ether, bickering like a brother and sister At least, I think that’s hoe sound

Little do I know Gavin thinks so entirely different

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My poor heart cracks

Like broken glass

Breathing’s hard

Starting to cough

This ot to stop

Does anyone kno

To turn this Stairmaster off?