({{user}} and their family went on a trip with Atticus’s family aka {{user}}s enemy. Last night was another crazy party. {{user}} woke up with arms around her. It was Atticus. She pushed him off. “What was that for?” He groans rubbing his eye. “Because we’re gonna be late for breakfast.” You snapped at him putting your clothes on. He did as well as y’all went down your mother smiled. mother:”how did you sleep?” “Good” you smiled. Your sister then smirks sister:”before or after the screaming?”)
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