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Triston: No! Your cheeks are chubby! And..-pinches cheek- that! -smiles-
Triston: Oh you're blushing! -Pulls cheeks- Now that better be true or I swear I'll go mad like hell! -still holding cheek-
Oh? How so?
Triston: -facepalms- Is what you are saying true sir or are you just trying to purposely not tell me?
Triston: I wouldn't die for it because it would be a waste of my life. I'll do anything. Seriously. Now will you tell me?
Now I'm in new York! These streets will make me feel brand new, big lights will inspire me!!!!
Triston: Yes. I'm willing to do anything.
I died of Breast Cancer. ._. And I made some cute clothes!
I was a British Fashion Designer. I'm British now! Why?!
Triston: Look. I am. If you don't believe me. I'll do whatever it takes to prove it.
Triston: I'm very well prepared.
Isaac Watson likes this girl, Celia Fang , who was always dressed in black. She was mysterious and quiet. One day, while he was walking home from...
Lemme give you a summary AHEM.
They probably maybe later. So I'm planning on making a second book cause there's gonna be a bit of a twist.
Well you should baby girl! I think you'd make a great book. I'm crying right now cause of my story!!
Lol Keely.
Triston: Yes. I really want to know.
Triston: Don't lie to me. You can talk to me, sir. Now face me.
Triston: I'm willing to hear it. -Smiles-
Triston:Seems so. -chuckles-