UNHOLY AFFAIRS.
Her brows furrowed, and her mouth fell open, as though she couldn't believe what just proceeded from my mouth.
“Really? You call that love? You call bullying someone, loving that someone?”
I nodded, which made her scoffed and roll her eyes.
“Just tell me watermelons have wings and they can fly too”
“It's true, Meg”
She unfolded her arms, stretched them forward, and showed me how red, and sour they are, from arranging too many files.
“Is this called showing of love?” she shook her head. “I doubt that”
“I'll be right back” I said.
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