a love for the 12th
Clara had already kept the broom and the frying pan, and, staring at me, with her hands on her waist, asked:
- Have you gone crazy, Zoe?
I shrugged my shoulders.
- Alex was very nice to me, Clara.
- Okay, I’m not going to be a pain in the ass. Did you at least have a kiss?
- What? Of course not. - I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, my friend followed me.
- Let’s face it, he’s beautiful, right?
- Yes - I agreed, putting paste on the brush -, but nothing happened.
- Why? - She wanted to know, leaning against the door jamb.
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