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Bryson stifled A snicker. "Eh bite meh, It's bad enough im late." He turned to the mess before him, quite pleased with himself. But one problem was, he didn't know what was what. So time for A little organizing.
It was A close call, After the deep chuckle, he didn't know wether he stabbed himself in the cheek with the pencil or slammed his face against the desk. Either way it hurt. "Are you serious? highest priority meh butt. A smirk played against his lips with the thought. "So this wedding is top on the list, eh? Pshh, Alrighty then." Brysonare sneered, rubbing his red cheek gently with the back of his hand as he now moved on to the pile of paper spreaded around his working space. "Anything else I need to know? I mean, is this day going to be easy for meh? Cause I really have nothing to dificult. I could just go home and spend some time with my kids," For A second, his face went still, Not knowing who was babysitting Carter And Landon today. That was wierd.
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If you call my name out loud, do you suppose that I would come running
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