If you love me let me goooooooooooo - Beebo
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Feliciano POVAhh he's asleep. You know what that means ,time to snoop around. I tiptoed up the stairs and stood in front of Lovino's room.
Oh spaghetti hoops it's locked, I sighed, I never thought I'd have to do this."Here goes pasta", I leaned my head next to the door and carefully slid my emergency uncooked pasta in the lock and twisted and the lock clicked and the pasta snapped.
I made a quick prayer for the maytr pasta for died for the greater good. I pushed open the door and skipped in.
There was a double bed, a closed closet (A/N: (͡ ° ͜ʖ ͡° ) ) and my painting I gave him for his birthday hung on the wall and a fruit basket with only tomatoes in it. I took one tomato my brave efforts because big brother would cook me alive if he saw me in this room.
But something under the bed caught my eye. A book, it looked like a diary. I reached for it and grabbed it and looked at it carefully. On the front it read
'THIS BELONGS TO LOVINO VARGAS READ OR DIE'
I wanna read it! But pizza sticks there was a padlock with a number lock, I put the numbers
123
849
254Given up, i put in 666 and the padlock fell off the book. "Yes" I enthusiasticly whisper to myself. "I'm in".
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The Diary Of A Sassy Vargas
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