Journal App of Wendy Sullivan
(Anyone who's not Queen, kindly keep out)

Yeah. So yeah. We won. Second runner up but whatever. I. Couldn't. Really. Think. Straight. Lance kinda hugged me really tight after we got the medal.

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Sorry. Um. That was just. Um. Me. Being. Silly. And. Fangirling.

His arms around me OMG. His breath near my neck what the hell. Oh f*ck. Wendy, you're losing your sh*t. But I can't. I can't. And why the hell do I always end up in the toilet typing sh*t?

Oh, sh*t. That's Lance's deep voice. Buy me flowers when you come to my grave. I like white roses.