“Bitch.” She muttered under her breath. I grinned and looked back down on my writing. My handwriting definitely is better than hers.
“Ambary, I’m sorry but you have a horrible handwriting.”
“Layla, so do you.” We both collapsed laughing on the bed. What can I say? When you’re with your best friend everything is funny. Well everything was funny... before she died.
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