» Twentieth Mask

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{' It is the nature of truth in general, as of some ores in particular, to be richest when most superficial. '} QUINN "Give me details." I rolled my eyes as I marched into my room and sat on the couch, slouching. "There is no such details if she can't even remember everything last night." "Yeah, that's why I'm asking you about it," Khloe insisted as she jumped over my bed. "She is now my girlfriend. That's the detail you're asking about. Happy now?" I'm happy. Why am I happy? She hummed, rolling over then looked at me with a grin on her lips. "I know about that. She even took her time to show me that you're now her girlfriend. The question is how?" "Nothing romantic happened so take it down on your head. I just blurted it out that she's my girlfriend this morning and that's it." "

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