I don't need your filthy money! *I stomp towards the couch and knock everything off your coffee table, ashes scattering on the carpet*
*Nick stares at you, unblinking, a smirk on his face.* You know, that table was a gift from my mother. *He takes a drag of the cigarette, then throws it at you.*
Eh? *I snarl back as the cigarette burns my cheek* You were a gift from your mother too--looks like she ain't so good at gift giving
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3DizzyGirl
14/07/2025
I don't need your filthy money! *I stomp towards the couch and knock everything off your coffee table, ashes scattering on the carpet*
*Nick stares at you, unblinking, a smirk on his face.* You know, that table was a gift from my mother. *He takes a drag of the cigarette, then throws it at you.*
Eh? *I snarl back as the cigarette burns my cheek* You were a gift from your mother too--looks like she ain't so good at gift giving
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