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my smoothie had managed to stain the front of her shirt, and she was fuming. she had even gone red in the face with annoyance.

i grabbed a napkin quickly and started dabbing at her shirt, but she swatted my hand away, taking the napkin from my hand. "please do not touch me." she said to me and i realized maybe i shouldn't have dabbed her chest with my napkins.

"i'm really sorry." i offered awkwardly.

she muttered angrily, more to herself than to anyone. "why is god punishing me like this? everywhere i go, i swear--"

i didn't know what to say to her. but i didn't have to say anything because she changed her mind and turned around, heading straight back to her apartment.

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another little question of the day: do any of you listen to any girl groups? i like red velvet as well. i have tried to get into other groups like pristin and twice. but i always say i want to listen to their music, and then i end up not doing so.

i just don't have the time to sit down and listen to new groups.

-clary