It was a nice, normal Friday afternoon. Irma and Will were waiting outside Cornelia's apartment, they had been waiting there for over ten минуты now, but the blond just wouldn't open!
"Ah, come on, Corny! Open the door, I know you're in there, I can here Ты shout!" Irma yelled, knocking harder on the door, while Will sighed and shook her head.
"Forget it Irma. She won't realize that we're here until she ends her fight with Lillian, even if she was the one who called us and told us to come!" What Will сказал(-а) came from experience, and Irma knew it was true. The two girls waited patiently yet forcibly...
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