Thirty Days
I let out a chuckle as I remember the looks on everyone’s faces; I swear if I ever needed someone murdered these would be the guys who would do it for me.
“Yeah, I know what you mean. How do you wish someone luck for testifying at a trial for attempted murder?” Michelle laughs, but the sound is hollow and forced. Quickly, she changes the subject as she flicks on the next movie on our list. “Time to get your a capella on,” Michelle murmurs making a dive for the popcorn I am holding in my hands.
“I so love Pitch Perfect,” I sigh, losing myself in the film as the first scene opens.
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