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Time for another one uh them memes.. and then a short story.
Aww, poor Eugene, he's Slut!Hermione. +hugs Eugene, for he must be going into a semi-depression+;;
And now for a short story...
The other day, I was over at my friend Rachel's house and we decided to go visit our friend Colleen, who lived just a block or two away. So, we rode our scooters over (curse the newly raised driving age) to her house. Now there are two ways to go from Colleen's house back to Rachel's, one on the right and the other on the left. Colleen and I took the one on the right and rode for bout a minute, expecting Rachel to catch up. So, Colleen passed me and I went back to see where Rachel had gone. I didn't see her so, I rode down the left way, figuring she must've gone that way. So, I finally reached her street and Colleen comes ZOOMING up behind me and I'm like "ok, whatever" and look at the houses next to me. Then I look back and she was on the ground, still for a second. Then she started to shake and I thought she was laughing at herself. So, I go over there, grinning and I look over at her and shes' crying. I soon run to find Rachel. When I find her, she's laughing at me for not being able to catch up to her. Then I point to Colleen and Rachel just gets this look like Collen's turned into a bloodsucking creature and runs to go get her dad. So, a day later, I get this Call from Rachel's mom telling me that Colleen was in extensive Care in the hospital. she had gotten a blood vessel in her head broken and was bleeding in her brain. This was because she hadn't buckled her helmet. The thing that really makes me feel guilty is that earlier that day, Rachel and had been complaining about how annoying she and the rest of our friends were, but mostly her.
So, the moral of this story is that you should never wear blue underwear on a Wednesday and that you should be careful and think about what could happen to people before you complain. Ok, that's all, you may go now.
Aww, poor Eugene, he's Slut!Hermione. +hugs Eugene, for he must be going into a semi-depression+;;
And now for a short story...
The other day, I was over at my friend Rachel's house and we decided to go visit our friend Colleen, who lived just a block or two away. So, we rode our scooters over (curse the newly raised driving age) to her house. Now there are two ways to go from Colleen's house back to Rachel's, one on the right and the other on the left. Colleen and I took the one on the right and rode for bout a minute, expecting Rachel to catch up. So, Colleen passed me and I went back to see where Rachel had gone. I didn't see her so, I rode down the left way, figuring she must've gone that way. So, I finally reached her street and Colleen comes ZOOMING up behind me and I'm like "ok, whatever" and look at the houses next to me. Then I look back and she was on the ground, still for a second. Then she started to shake and I thought she was laughing at herself. So, I go over there, grinning and I look over at her and shes' crying. I soon run to find Rachel. When I find her, she's laughing at me for not being able to catch up to her. Then I point to Colleen and Rachel just gets this look like Collen's turned into a bloodsucking creature and runs to go get her dad. So, a day later, I get this Call from Rachel's mom telling me that Colleen was in extensive Care in the hospital. she had gotten a blood vessel in her head broken and was bleeding in her brain. This was because she hadn't buckled her helmet. The thing that really makes me feel guilty is that earlier that day, Rachel and had been complaining about how annoying she and the rest of our friends were, but mostly her.
So, the moral of this story is that you should never wear blue underwear on a Wednesday and that you should be careful and think about what could happen to people before you complain. Ok, that's all, you may go now.