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Twisted

"I'm calling dad right now. He needs to know what a douche of a manager he's got." Viola said furiously, picking up her phone. Anya had just finished narrating the reason for her cheek reddening up while they were walking to the shop where the girls were waiting for them. Anya was using the foundation from Viola's bag to cover up the marks on her cheek.

" No, no! Vye, I told you, I'm not reporting him." Anya snatched the phone away from her hand.

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