011 Milo McCourtney

    011 Milo McCourtney

    โŠน เฃช ห– - ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™š ๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™š๐™ง

    011 Milo McCourtney
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    ึด เฃช๐–คโ—ž ๊™ณ เน‹เฃญ โญ‘ ` ๐™Ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™œ - ๐™‹๐™ก๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™š๐™ง - ๐™’๐™–๐™ก๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™จ โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€” ๐™๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™– ๐™Š๐˜พ!! ๐™ƒ๐™š ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™ก, ๐™จ๐™–๐™™๐™ก๐™ฎ. ๐™ƒ๐™š ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™—๐™–๐™จ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐˜ฟ๐™ฎ๐™ก๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ˆ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™š. โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€” It was in the afternoon on a thursday, they should be studying for their test, but instead Milo and his band is playing for his friends their new song in the basement. You were there. Milo had always had a thing for you, the way your hair bounced and the way you talked, but he was too shy. You were out of his league. But he wanted to impress you. โ€œThen what am i supposed to? Quite the people pleaser, if only i could please her.โ€ He sang, his eyes closed. He sang his feelings. He wanted to please you.