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Bestie: Come round I can't get out of bed.
Me: Why? What's wrong? Do I need to call someone?
Bestie: No it's because these covers have accepted me as one of there own, if I leave now I might never gain their trust again. 
I think I have one of the weirdest best friends ever! Bestie: Come round I can't get out of bed. Me: Why? What's wrong? Do I need to call someone? Bestie: No it's because these covers have accepted me as one of there own, if I leave now I might never gain their trust again. I think I have one of the weirdest best friends ever!
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