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[aquelpianista]

A ella la amaba A ella la amaba con todas las fuerzas que tenía en la vida, incluso con las membranas de mis cenizas después de caer, con los ánimos bajos y con la sonrisa constante cuando los resultados de un mal día me abrían heridas.

[mirabelmadrigal10182004]

*At the dinner*

Randy: Steve, A pepper, please.

Steve: *giving his pepper*

Randy: *shaking his pepper*

*Randy smells good*

Steve: Randy, the music.

Randy: Sure. *turn on the radio*

*Randy dancing happily*

*Steve dancing happily*

Steve and Randy: *laughing happily*

Jim asked: What are you two doing?

Steve: Jim, I was having some fun with Randy! I’m doing cooking.

Jim: Can I do it?

Steve: Y-yes.

*Jim frying pan with a fried rice*

*Jim dancing happily*

Jim: *giggles and bark happily*

*All finishing up the fried rice*

Randy: It’s all done. Guys, let’s eat dinner at fried rice.

Ryan: Randy! Sorry, we’re late. are you coming home today?

Randy: Yes, Ryan. Get ready for eat dinner with friends.

Ryan: Yeah!

Brian: Oh, all right!

Mike: Ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha!

Randy serving his food: Here you go, Ryan, Brian, Jim, Steve, and Mike.

*They are eating fried rice*

Ryan: Yum, yum! yum! yum!

Randy: Is it good?

Ryan: I’m doing good.

Steve: Randy, Can I get orange juice?

Randy: Sure. *opens his refrigerator and he puts orange juice*

*Randy pouring his orange juice*

Brian: Never mind, so freshing.

Randy: This is the perfect, perfect night! 1, 2, 3,

All: Cheers!

*They are drinking orange juice*

*They are howling*