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Girl Drama

2020-09-09 00:49:02

I looked up at my brother. Sometimes he can be a dork, other times, he can be an actual nineteen year old big brother. Like today.

"You got me the latest version of the Road, Dumps And Dirt Nitro PS game?"

"Hey, what can I say? I'm an awesome big bro."

I stared at him for a while then sighed.

"You're forgiven."

He stared at me shocked.

"What?"

I rolled my eyes.

"I'm your brother Lee. You got me the game

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