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Aletta put her cell phone where it was before as soon as the call ended, their conversation didn't last long because they would meet tomorrow. Aletta really felt happy after telling her best friend.
Kayla can indeed be relied on.
"Now what?" Aletta mumbled staring at her foaming fingers.
For a long time he thought about how to make his father feel the same as he did yesterday? Aletta continued to think hard, running the wheels of the brain that she had not used for a long time, namely the creative wheel.
Raised with excessive love, Aletta is less creative, even though she really likes design and art, but for some reason when she thinks of something suddenly Aletta's brain is like on fire.
"Ahhh… it's over!" shouted Aletta frustrated while ruffling her hair.
The slender hands pulled off the mask, then threw it in the trash. Then Aletta walked into the shower, rinsing her soapy self.
