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(Yeah) Marisol: A type of gel I have to put on the patients clothing before I host the funeral...
Marisol: I guess if you don't mind formaldehyde...
Marisol: *Stops, holding her gloves*
Marisol: *Slips her gloves off, blinking*. I think I have to go take the body to the morgue... I'll talk to you later... *Runs off, crying silently*
Marisol: *Blushes, putting her glasses on and staring up at him*
(Real name before Pony: Brandy Pierre Pony name: Pinkie pie Age:15 Personality: Happy, funny, squeaky, never sad or takes things the wrong way.
Marisol: *Smiles a bit, picking up her glasses*
Marisol: *Buries her face in his shoulder, calming down*
Lemme find a picture of Mandy.and LOLOLOL this is ThailandxGermany ------------------ Ludwig rubbed his eye, getting his arm sewn in anger. He...
Marisol: *Her glasses fall of her face, crying*
(I know)
Marisol: *Cries, squeezing his leg*
(IT'S BYYOOOOOTIFUUUULLLL!)
Marisol: Her heart monitor was still going, and I thought I could save her.... *Hugs his leg*
Fine. Let me update my story first.
(Did you make that?!)
Marisol: *Pulls on Ben's arm* Her Pompei got to her lungs quicker than my laser...
NO.