It was a strict 12pm. Crizmon and Lovey were having a raw. “Crizmon! Listen to me, Ты ha-” Franny began “No, I won’t! I refuse!” Crizmon сказал(-а) sharply “Please… please…” “Go ahead, but be quick” He snapped at her “Your making the wrong choice… your probably thinking I’m saying this to break Ты up, или make Ты late. But I’m not. All I’m saying is that Ты and Melondy… well, I think Ты can do so much better.” “What makes your so sure? Ты listened to that girlfriend song?” “No.” “Well?” “Just go… your be late” Lovey left and started to cry....