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“hello? thank goodness you picked it up!”

“hm?”

tommy heaved a sigh.

“i am now here in our house. and guess who i am spending the night with.”

“who?”

“jimmy, that jerk.”

“o-oh... really?”

“yeah. t'was my mom's choice.”

“so, where's he now?”

“in my room. sleeping.”

“did something happened?”

“uh, yeah...”

“woah.”

“i mean, it's not like what you are thinking. ”

“hm.”

“he's really making me frustrated.”

“oh no. seems like you're falling for him already. i'm being jealous..”

“what?! now way!”

“but in your tone.. seems like you really are.”

“whatever. i hate you. hmp.”

“ow. hey, i'm just kidding.”

“i don't like that jerk.”

“really? then tell me what happened.”

“we...”

“hm?”

“we almost kissed. again..”

“...”

“good thing i pushed him away even before that filthy lips of him land on mine.”

“.. what do you feel about it?”

“h-huh?? w-hat?.. hah. why are you.. why are you asking me that?..”

“you liked it?”

once again, tommy is searching for a word to say.

“uh.. i suddenly feel sleepy now. good night.”

toot.

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