Kyle, open up. What kind of weirdo locks his bedroom door anyway?"
"The kind that has jerks staying over who steal girlfriends."

I pressed my fingers into my eyes and took a deep breath as the pain in back and legs got a little worse. "She wasn't your girlfriend."

"Irrelevant!" he yelled.

Author: Shelly Crane

Kyle, open up. What kind of weirdo locks his bedroom door anyway?"<br />"The kind that has jerks staying over who steal girlfriends."<br /><br />I pressed my fingers into my eyes and took a deep breath as the pain in back and legs got a little worse. "She wasn't your girlfriend."<br /><br />"Irrelevant!" he yelled. - Shelly Crane




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