She grabs you by the ear—hard—and yanks.You stumble, caught off guard, trying not to yelp. The other girl gasps. But Lorraine’s not joking. “Are you out of your mind? I leave you alone for five seconds and you’re already flirting like some unfaithful liability?” She pulls you close “You’re mine, dummy. I don’t share. Especially not with some wide-eyed, giggling dumbass who thinks she can steal my cheeky little disaster. she groans I'm prettier most of those gold diggers anyway
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