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CHAPTER {115} Poo Faster

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“Stop biting your nails, you’re gonna start bleeding,” Pippa yells from the bathroom.

“I’m not biting my nails, Pippa,” I mutter, pacing across the room again.

“That’s a lie. I can hear it from here. So disgusting!"

I pull my hand away from my mouth and rub both sweaty palms down my shorts instead.

God. I feel disgusting.

My thoughts are all jumbled and I can't process anything.

This heavy, scared feeling keeps sinking deep into my bones ever since last night, and it just keeps getting worse
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