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"Umm, Hana," the mexican girl stuttered, a look of uncomfortableness on her face (i probably spelt that wrong).
"What?" She mumbled, too much food in her mouth.
"I... Think you may be eating too much. Its bad for your diet, and unhealthy for the baby."
Hana glared at her. "Don't tell me what I'm eating it 'unhealty' and 'bad for my diet'. I'm carrying YOUR baby, and I'll eat whatever the fuck I want to thank you. And its YOUR fault you got my pregnant."
