
| Chris walked over too Mieko´s lowered head and began to scratch the top of
her head saying in a loud obnoxious voice, "this is my little punching bag!, I
love to give her hard time because she´s a childish, spoilt little brat!"
Tangling her hair once more, he turned to Michael and said that they should go as the party was carrying on without them, he bumped Michael slightly to get to the door and called him again. Mieko raised her head again, hoping that Chris wasn´t coming back, especially since she couldn´t find her senses when she had just woken up. Michael looked inside his pocket and found a crumpled piece of paper in there. "Hurry up!", shouted Chris almost out the door he left the door half open and ran to the car, Michael looked at the crumpled piece of paper and then | ![]() ![]() Chapter.2 Chapter.3 Chapter.4 Chapter.5 Chapter.6 Chapter.7 Chapter.8 Chapter.9 Chapter10 Chapter11 Chapter12 Chapter13 ![]() ![]() |
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