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Friends With The Player

Friends With The Player

Friends With The Player

  • Author: First Published: 2018-06-12
  • Genres: Modern Reads: 32641
  • Words: 40818 Status: Ongoing
  • Score: 4.8 (48)

"Don't talk to my best friend you complete and utter ass hole" I say walking over to him. I heard a deep chuckle beside me and I looked to see Sebastian Evans. "Feisty... I like it" he winks and I snort, which was very un-lady like but I could care less. "Yeah and this feisty one is going to kick your best friends ass!" I exclaimed and we, no doubt, had all the attention on us. "Woah. Sorry...

"Don't talk to my best friend you complete and utter ass hole" I say walking over to him. I heard a deep chuckle beside me and I looked to see Sebastian Evans. "Feisty... I like it" he winks and I snort, which was very un-lady like but I could care less. "Yeah and this feisty one is going to kick your best friends ass!" I exclaimed and we, no doubt, had all the attention on us. "Woah. Sorry...

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2021/1/25 19:44:11

why not tell all

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2021/1/12 0:12:26

the rest of em

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2021/1/12 0:12:12

h knows more than

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