“Hey.” bạn call to your bestfriend.
As soon as he hears your voice, he turns around, and stomps off in the other direction.
“What the hell?” bạn call after him, running to catch up. He was a lot bigger than you, his strides were longer, but bạn caught up to him.
“Hey.” bạn try again. No answer. He just stares ahead of him.
You step in front of him. “What the fuck is going on?” bạn ask, eyebrows raised.
He stops, kinda looking around, as if to find the words to say.
“Can bạn please move?” He finally decides.
“Please? You, Dallas Winston, just đã đưa ý kiến please. Obviously something is...
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