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Marisol: Do you want to come to our wedding, with your husband?
Marisol: You know Ben, correct?
Marisol: Ah...Veronica.
Marisol: *Draws a heart and writes Ben *
(What the hell-)
Marisol: *Calls for Sam and Veronica*
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() Marisol: *Holds his hand, smiling*
Marisol: You won't, and If you do, just tell him it's marriage...
Marisol: You won't, I promise.
Marisol: Yes, we are. Why? (0-0)
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Daisy-May: Hm? *Turns around, listening* (BRB. >.>)
Marisol: *Hums, writing*
xD It isn't bad! It's fantastic!
(Why?) Marisol: Sounds legit.
Marisol: What? Oh, I'm not sad...Just a bit put of focus from everything...
(It's brackets lily. :3)
Marisol: Yeah...
(:D Hey there Roy.)