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Gulping, she whispered, “Sarah Mikkelsen.”
Humming, I bit down on the biscuit, gazing at her from head to toe. “A tip. Do you want a cream? anti pimple therapy? for reducing the pimples on your face. I'm pretty sure with this type of face of yours no one would be able to approach you, so it will do wonders for you if you want to get a boyfriend.” I sweetly smiled at her.
A tear rolled down her cheek whilst gasps and snickers were heard around us.
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