You blab, blab, blabbed. I was right behind and you didn't know. It hurts. I know I wasn't at fault. I just didn't handled it like how YOU THINK I SHOULD. Well, I'm sorry I'm not perfect.
edittt.
I'm so tired that I have to do almost, yes, almost everything. Pick up bits and parts you left behind. Seriously, you can consider hiring me as your maid. And, owh, uh, SIVIC!
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