|| 7: 23 p.m. | |
Mr. Wise-Guy:
Hey mia, wanna know something?
Me:
No. I'm studying. Leave me alone.
Mr. Wise-Guy:
Ah...so we're back to being cold-hearted. And here I thought the ice princess was warming up to me.
Me:
Ice Princess. Seriously? You couldn't come up with something original.
Mr. Wise-Guy:
Ice queen then?
Me:
That's pretty much my second nickname.
Mr. Wise-Guy:
What's your first nickname then?
Me:
...heh, nice try.
Mr. Wise-Guy:
Eh. It was worth a shot.
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