So I was robbed at the Pat Sunday night. I know what you are thinking. You are thinking: Amber, why were you at the Pat? This is a good question. I was sitting at home reading my first ever harlequinn romance about an actress and a faking -blind, bad boy cartoonist, and my brother phoned and asked me to drive him and his friends to the Pat. Now, I
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Also, I miss you.
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