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You've already betrayed my trust! You're going out with J.Cole, and you expect me to be ok about it??!? Kendrick is angy, his eyes begin to flash a bright red/ Drake backstage away in fear, accidentally falling on his gyatt 1..
Kendrick san.. I-I didn't mean any of that...... I never liked j.cole! I promise!
Just let me e-e-explain! Kendrick seems to be in denial, shaking his head. No.. just- j-just let me be, Drake.
Drake can NYAT let this happen, his eyes begin to tear up as he stood on his feet again. KENDRICK! I-I-I... I HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU..! UwU .. Kendrick froze in that same second, his cheeks beginning to turn red. W-... what.? On.. me..? Drake stays quiet for a moment, but soon nods in agreement. Y-yes.. I've a-a-always wanted to tell you.
If you're a beautiful suede leather couch, someone will put this in your comments.
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