Abel After another five minute walk from the main city floptropica bus stop, I arrive at my friend Deborah Ali's apartment complex. I'm welcomed by her smile.
"It's great to see you Abel, I haven't seen you in ages"
"Great to see you to Deborah" I say, whilst giving her a hug.
Deborah and I have known each other since kindergarten. We have always been into the same things (call of flops, Cupcakke peninsula and more) and she has always been there for me and I have always been there for her
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Deborah always had a bad feeling about Tofupa. I always brushed it off because I was madly in love with her and Tofupa mom (mamachu) made the best rotisserie chicken.
Deborah opened the spare bedroom door and there was a clean bed, a shelf and a TV. I hugged Deborah and thanked her profusely.
As I put all my things into the cupboard and sorted all my stuff, I heard my phone ring.
It was peaches
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