Stella, Imperfect

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Hey Dx-...what happened.
I had a party. *smirks*
...clean it up.
No thank u~
CLEAN IT UP, EVERYTHING IS SO DISORGANIZED!
That's your opinion.
THE. CUPS. ARENT. IN. COLOR. ORDER.
You know what I'm gonna go out for a drink...
*gets out knife* Oh your are not going ANYWHERE mister "it doesn't matter if our house is sh** ."
I'm pretty sure that's not what I sound like- oh okay knife at throat cool cool.
Clean it up or your not gonna get any girl's booty ever again. *^*   *points knife downwards*
...soooo. Where do I start hmm? 😅
Cups~ *hands him one*
How did I end up rooming with you, Miss perfect...
Actually I'm very imperfect. There is nothing good about me at all.
That's where your wrong Stella. Sound that word out in the mirror. I'm going to get us some beers. *RUNS OUT THE DOOR*
DX! GET BACK HERE YOU- ...Idiot. hmph. *Struts up to mirror* Fine I'll humor him just this once. *Stares into mirror*

"Imperfect...imperfect...i'm perfect".

I find it hard to hide it
My pride is no longer inside
It's on my sleeve

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