No, really. I do. And not in the good, "Captain Jack Sparrow", way either. I remember it like it was yesterday.
*flashback*
Sam's house, 11.30am. The light is filtering in through the clouds weakly, and we make not very polite conversation to pass the time. The doorbell rings. Who could it be? It's Ele. "Lets hide!" exclaims Emma, jovially. I run
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