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Lydia. (
cutiemchotskirt
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irreparable
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Re: 11pm
Verity jumped a little when he poked her in the cheek. She turned to give him a little glare.
"Nothing." She lied. She was lying terribly at the moment, due to the alcohol in her system. She gave a little sigh, knowing she was lying terribly.
"...I just feel like I haven't done anything with my life."
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