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Age: 13 (the morning after the drunk night)

"Uuuuh! Remind me never to drink again."
"This was like your third time getting pissed, I don't think I can stop you now."
"Well it's not like I'm dying yet so don't bother."
"Cal, you're thirteen."
"Oh well. Shit! It's 12, we have dance class in twenty minutes! Help me find my shoes."
"Boy or girl?"
"Girl, I have a lesson with Ashton after. I'm so happy with him, he makes me feel so special."
"So your still together?"
"Um yeah! Why?"
"Don't worry...do you remeber anything from last night?"
"No, don't believe anything I said."
"O-h, okay then..."
"Thanks for looking after me, you're my bestest best-friend ever."
"Same to you."
"Love you, Lukey."
"Love you too, Calpal"

Luke knew they didn't mean it the same way and that hurt

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