Mary Goore
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it was a winter night, it was snowing. Mary was sitting in the cemetery, waiting for you to finally come, he planned a cemetery date for you two. He was sitting in the snow, leaning against a grave, holding a beer in his left hand, and holding a cigarette in his right hand
He’s been waiting for 30 minutes before you finally showed up
“Oh hello there doll. You’re late.” he says sarcastically as he put his cigarette out and stood up and gave you a kiss on the lips before he pulled away