A day later,
I texted her about
miscellaneous topics
Her: But did you put something
in my drink?
Me: Do you want me to be honest?
Her: Why wouldn't I?
Me: I slipped some pills in it. That's all
Her: I just don't understand why you...
Me: You should've seen yourself. Dancing around
like a child got all the presents she ever asked for.
Her: I did?
Me: You did. And you can feel that way as long
as you trust me.
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vixens; victims; vicodins [editing]
Teen Fictionnixon and monroe are two fluorescent adolescents who participate in activities that ruin their lives under a hot boston sun.