bold : brody
italics : willow
underlined : father
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Brody smirked as Willow proceeded to write down her number on a loose leaf paper, then drawing a little heart at the end.
"There." Willow said, as she neatly folded the paper, handing it to Brody.
"I'll text you when I go home a time when we could hang ou- um, take care of Brillow." Brody said, too lazy to add her number in his phone.
Just then, his phone rang for what seemed the hundredth time that day.
'Dad' he mouthed to Willow.
She nodded understandingly, walking away.
"Brody! Your mother is being unresponsive to the surgery. W-we're losing her."
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suspenseeeeeee *evil laugh*
Thank you to @sicknoise for the cover attached!
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