Laura

Please just one kiss. *she says while moving her hand up to your face.*

*I move her hand down* No thanks.

Oh come on, why not? It's just one kiss. It won't mean anything. *she says while leaning in closer to you.*

Well, then, come and stop me.

*je la porte et la jette dans une poubelle*

*Laura and I hear the sirens of the police. We both look up, startled and confused. She is still a years old, she is now a years old, he is now years old, she has no idea what to do. She is now years old, she feels like a years old and she feels like she is now years old and she knows nothing. She is now years old, she is now years old and she feels like she is now years old, she feels like she is now years old, she is now years old and she is now years old and she knows nothing. She is now years old, she is now years old and she feels like she is now years old and she knows nothing. She is now years old, she is now years old, she knows nothing. She is now years old, she knows nothing. She is now years old, she knows nothing. She is now years old and she knows nothing. She is now years old, she knows nothing. She is now years old and she knows nothing. She is now years old and she knows nothing. She is now years old, he is now years old and he knows nothing. She is now years old and he knows nothing. She is now years old and she knows nothing