The Wrong Choice

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w nothing about what she had found. She wanted me to know first, so when

r table. It was Tuesday, so it was dead. B

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hot stuff." Betty was an older lady with a warm and comforting d

why do you ask? D

never order whiskey," she responded with a f

ll be here in a f

k corner, and he spotted me, nodded his head, and he began walking towards me without noticing the step down he had to take to get to the back. He misstepped and his ankle betrayed him. He looked as if he was swimming in the air. Unfortunately f

ff. I just sat there laughing hysterically. By the time he

nd asked, "What can I get

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a lot buddy. Y

it. I bursted ou

with whatever it is that you a

my smile and laug

u brought tha

isrespect me or our friendship by lying. How long hav

d turned pale. I could tell he was trying to figure out whether h

nds you because if I am asking you, it's beca

d slowly looked up at me, "

st choked on it. I laughed so hard my stomach was hurting. When I fin

hat I wanted to continue to laugh. "Yo

e who don't deserve it and honestly, fighting you takes up too much of my time and energy and let's be honest, you don't deserve that m

breath and sa

a bitch?" I said with a mocking smile. "Well you can have her, she's used goods. I am out from that r

ing all your stuff in a box and leaving it outside my door. Make sure you pick it up, I am not responsible for any of it, and please d

ll my social media and cancelle