Thank you for the music

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I played my music box Frida got me.
The girl in the music box was beautiful.

Frida came in.

Come here sit on the bed with me.

Did I do something wrong Frida?
You disappointed me.

How could you embarrass my dear friend like that?

Because he's not your friend he was just using you.

We argued for a couple of minutes.

Kennedy I don't want to speak to you anymore.

This has happened before we ended up talking.

Not this time.
She stormed out and I played my music box one last time.

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