I tore the poster, crumpled it and threw it away, as tears rolled down my cheeks. Mary tried to console me, but I felt so ashamed. I shoved her away and ran home, only to find the poster stuck to the door. I froze and slowly my eyes skimmed over it.
'You look hot, don't cry love,' was scrawled at the bottom of the picture.
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