we were ready to leave, until Heather decided to get hammered, and now, I’m waiting in the car, waiting and anxious for you to get back with your girlfriend, I see you walking out, carrying her bridal style. I feel a wave of jealousy wash over me and I scoff slightly. You open the backseat car door and place Heather down. You close the door and open the driver’s seat door, sitting on the seat. I sigh nervously and open my mouth to talk, but nothing comes out. (You continue from there! Lov u)
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