??I??m going to kill you,?? Whit hissed sincerely, glancing at herself in the mirror. Her face was red with anger and shame.
??Want to skip and go to the mall first? I have money??And the mall cop is my uncle??And Starbucks has those delicious snow globe cookies again.??
??All right, I guess I can kill you later. Cookies first.??
Finally, she giggled just a bit. Danny felt better, he felt heroic. He felt??horny. No, wait, wouldn??t that mean he wasn??t gay? ??Let??s get out of here,?? he said. And they did.
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