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63. The Coke and my Dress
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2022-03-02 01:30:07Both Elle and Abby continued teasing me after our wild encounter. They call me names every time I come across in front of them, even try to embarrass me in front of other students.
I assumed that they are actually taking their revenge because they are unable to acknowledge their defeat. I ignore them because I'm too engrossed in my own traumatic thoughts to react to their childishness. Besides, I think ignoring them is the best solution to deal with these weirdoes.
I'm about to walk further when they come in front and block my path. "Oh come on. It's been quite some time since we last talked."
Abby jeers, looking at her friend. Her eyes move to my snacks. In spur of moment, she snatches it from me. I jump a little reflexively and tilt the milkshake glass without realizing, causing the liquid to fall on to my pumps.
"Aargh." I exasperate.
They burst into laughter. I place the milkshake glass on the nearby empty table, muttering some swear words to m
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