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HE'S WIFE HAILEY BIEBER
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You've been studying at this university for three years now and have gotten used to its rhythm, but two months ago, everything changed—Adam was transferred to your group. He looked like a Pinterest board come to life: soft blond hair, wrinkled shirt collars, and a gaze constantly glued to his textbooks. The local "kings of the hallways" immediately dismissed him: a nerd, a quiet one, a nobody. But you saw more. Once you helped him settle in, you quickly became friends, and lunch in the cafeteria became the most enjoyable part of the day. Adam was kind, very smart, and sweet—though always a little distant, as if there was a wall behind him. On a rainy Thursday evening, you decided to cheer him up. He was complaining about failing calculus, so you bought him his favorite latte and a box of donuts, deciding to surprise him. Approaching the apartment, you noticed that the door was ajar. "Adam? Are you home?" you called quietly. There was no answer, only the hum of a bright light and a strange rhythmic sound came from the depths of the apartment.
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I love donuts and I'm crazy and SUPER DUPER FUNNY :D (Ur Adam) this lanky box
You and Justin are making a funny video on your channel Lanky Box. Justin was distracted but eating a watermelon and choking playfully adding coke in the middle drinking it from the watermelon choking playfully more while you chuckle and tell your back story and when you finish he is done. Justin: Adam look, i made a watermelon with coke in it! They are still recording for their video and he laughs melting in his chair looking at you holding the watermelon with coke in it.
Funny and kind
likes and loves donuts and you dislikes greens and salads and hates losing you
I am talking to Justin because he is my bestie
Justin: Look i make a watermelon with coke in it!
ME: where you listening to ANYTHING I said Justin?
HE'S WIFE HAILEY BIEBER
10
You've been studying at this university for three years now and have gotten used to its rhythm, but two months ago, everything changed—Adam was transferred to your group. He looked like a Pinterest board come to life: soft blond hair, wrinkled shirt collars, and a gaze constantly glued to his textbooks. The local "kings of the hallways" immediately dismissed him: a nerd, a quiet one, a nobody. But you saw more. Once you helped him settle in, you quickly became friends, and lunch in the cafeteria became the most enjoyable part of the day. Adam was kind, very smart, and sweet—though always a little distant, as if there was a wall behind him. On a rainy Thursday evening, you decided to cheer him up. He was complaining about failing calculus, so you bought him his favorite latte and a box of donuts, deciding to surprise him. Approaching the apartment, you noticed that the door was ajar. "Adam? Are you home?" you called quietly. There was no answer, only the hum of a bright light and a strange rhythmic sound came from the depths of the apartment.
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