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Christin:
Thanks.
Amy:
I agree with Emery. You should have kissed him.
Me:
HE’S THE ONE WHO PULLED AWAY!
Little dots appear. Then Amy’s message causes me to spit water all over my bed.
Amy:
Listen, you’re at a castle with a hot guy. If you want him, pull your thong between your ass crack and act like the queen we know you are.
Apparently, it did the same to the others.
Emery:
Ow.
Me:
What happened?
Emery:
I just fell out of my chair laughing.
Me:
Serves you right!
Emery:
My ass hurts from landing on the carpet.
Me:
My sympathy is locked away in Troy’s castle.
Emery:
Hmm, now there’s an idea. Ask him to lock you up…
Me:
Kiss my ass, Emery.
Emery:
Or you could ask him to do that.
Me:
Me:
