Jan 17, 2018
bianca smirked as she texted natalie back, slipping off of her bed, putting on shoes, and shrugging on her coat. she had to get natalie to delete that snapchat from her story- plus, this was a long time coming. this was something they’d been talking about for awhile. once outside, she headed in the direction of the delta house. some pledge let her in and she ascended the stairs, unzipping her coat. she tapped on natalie’s door gently, “alright nat, here i am. time to delete that snap.”
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