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Running

I had been at the mall with my friend, Manny, and his girlfriend, Jen. We had been walking through the strip and out of no where she drags us into a random clothing store…Hollister, maybe.

Now the thing with Manny is that he’s totally whipped, spineless, ya’know? Jen has him wrapped around her little finger. And Manny has me in his fist, if you get my drift. I mean, I don’t mind most of the time because that’s what best friends do.

But anyway, Manny and I were waiting outside of the dressing room doing pretty much nothing. Then Jen comes out in like the ugliest thing I have ever seen.
“Guys does this make me look fat?” She asked, looking in a mirror.‘Yes!’

“Of course not, babe, you look good in everything,” Manny replies.

“I think it does.”

“What?!”‘Hm…I was sure I didn’t say that out loud.’

“Man, you are so going to pay for that!” Manny growled, advancing towards me. And that was when I started to run, shoving random people out of my way. And I ran and ran and ran and ran and ran…

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