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Drake: look me in the eyes and tell me your honest answer
Drake: you know I would never do that to you right?
Drake: hey Lana. Can I tell you something? *looks at her*
Drake: I'm sorry
Drake: *gets up and climbs up the tree and sits next to Lana*
Drake: how old were you both?
Drake: *blushes* they both look amazing on you
Drake: why'd you break up with him?
Drake: *screams and falls out of the tree* you weren't supposed to hear that!
Drake: why?
(I think we established that long ago Ben) Drake: *doesn't notice Lana and sits in my tree and sighs then says a poem to myself about Lana*
Drake: to who *sounds calm*
(yes I know he was thinking about stuff )
Drake: *sighs and climbs the same tree*
Drake: because if we are going to get married I'd rather know and don't even pretend you have your V because by the way you fuck that much is obvious
Drake: damn I'm awful
Drake: I'd rather you do
Drake: I feel like a player
Drake: like she'll ever like me
Drake: I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours