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Hunger Games fan, Shana? "You love me, real or not real?" "Real." Asdfghjkl
Kirsten: She sits in her prep room, her hair being cut a tiny bit by her prep team.
Kirsten: She looks out the window as the Capitol draws nearer. She can already see the people at the train station, who have obviously recognised...
I can't. I have to follow my dietary plan.
I think I speak for everybody when I say this guy needs a Stupefy in the face.
Daisy: "No. She fell for him. She played her part too well." She shakes her head and sighs. Scarlet: "Well, she'll have to leave him soon, won't...
I may not update for a while. Keep this bumped, please.
This guide should help.
((I know, I have read the books.They are amazing.)).
I'm not short. I'm average. Y'all are just tall.
Meagan, I'll just say I'm over five years older than you, and I'm 5"6.WHY DOES THE GOD OF HEIGHT HATE ME?!
((I have no idea!)).
Kirsten: She smiles, then begins to talk about interview dresses with her stylist.
((Read ittt)). Daisy: She approaches Scarlet with caution. "Madam LeStrange..." Scarlet: She smirks. "Miss Trelawney. What a delight. Did you...
The Golden Days Title Generator is brilliant. I simply told them what I wanted, and they gave it to me. Just like that!This is an amazing...
Kirsten: She shakes her head and tuts, before muttering under her breath: "I'm more likeable. I'll get more sponsors."
Scarlet: She sits in the Quidditch stands, watching keenly for her acquaintance.
Kirsten: She chuckles. "I have also been trained." She lifts her head up. "To survive."
Scarlet: "Good." She stands up. "I will be on my way." She apparates to the Quidditch pitch.
Kirsten: "Being chosen, of course. What else?!"