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April 22nd, 2012Comments
"I am not in love with him!" Faith yelled. "If I was in love with him I would have kissed him or something, right? Well we've never kissed" she pointed out, sniffing the cup Hope brought her before sipping it. "And don't you ever tell mom that I am in love with someone, she'll make him come round for tea and an interrogation."
"We're best friends, he just does things for me 'cuz we're friends" Faith explained, turning her attention to the T.V. "Oh, he's gluing bitches assholes to their mouths" she explained with a shrug.
Hope grinned, she loved it when Faith got defensive. "Oh sure, of course. So like, him beating up that thug was just him being your best friend right?" she giggled. "Or was it jealousy?" she challenged. "Mom really would love to meet him but I won't tell her, lips sealed and all."
She nearly spit out her drink. "Jesus Christ Faith! That's disgusting!! What the hell kind of movie is this?" She shook her head. "I dated his brother you know, before he got all weird and shit. They're a well mannered family," she said with a small shrug. "Handsome too," she winked.
Faith rolled her eyes. "He beats up a lot of people, he just likes to do it" she defended Sasha.
"Isn't his brother like, star jock asshole? You were probably made for each other" Faith grinned slyly.
"You're so adorable," she teased. "It's all that Russian aggression," she purred.
"He was," Hope rolled her eyes. "The world wept when we split up but he's super weird now," she looked at her perfectly painted fingernails. "He's still a good friend but we can't date ever again," she said pointedly. "He took a swan dive from his social graces when we moved up to University," she tisked. She really did love Abram in their own way, but he had really let himself go. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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