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I bust into Frida's room.
Are we still in a fight?
We haven't talked in days.
You haven't been to Agnetha's house just because of me. I hate fighting Frida. Talk to me.
I'm so sorry Frida.

Kennedy honey breath.
I am so sorry about our fight.
I am too Kennedy.
But me not going to Agnetha's made you squirm.

Come here love.
My love, my life?
Forever Frida.
That's my girl.

Frida?
Is it okay to cry?

Don't cry my honey.
I love you baby.