005. there's no place like homecoming

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ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ :
─ pretty dates & pretty lies
ᴇᴘɪsᴏᴅᴇ : there's no place like homecoming
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♬♩♪♩ ♩♪♩♬☆♬○♩●♪✧♩♬♩♪♩ ♩♪♩♬ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ :─ pretty dates & pretty liesᴇᴘɪsᴏᴅᴇ : there's no place like homecoming♬♩♪♩ ♩♪♩♬☆♬○♩●♪✧♩♬♩♪♩ ♩♪♩♬

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LOLA'S HOMECOMING LOOK!

LOLA'S HOMECOMING LOOK!

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lola pulled out the earphones that aria had shoved in her ears. "hey aria." her parents were fighting a lot. they might get a divorce, they might move out, or they may just continue fighting and acting as if they are sulky roomates. either way, it had taken major hit on aria and lola could assume mike.

"hm? what are you doing?" aria groaned, looking at her ear plugs. she was laying on her bed in a fetal position, her face clearly stained with tears. spencer placed her hands on her hips "an intervention."

emily reached out, placing magazines on the bed "we brought take out and rag mags." hanna grinned, leaning forward and placing a hand on aria's thigh "but you cannot have any of those until you get out of these sweats."

"why? whats wrong with theses?" aria question, finally pushing herself up so she was sitting in a fetal position, not laying. spencer had a little laugh, bringing her hands to her own waist "nothing... except they're starting to graft to your skin."

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