As If We Didn’t Need Any More Stress (Pt 2)

Can you believe this? It’s like a string of nothing but unfortunate luck as of late. Andrea’s rear passenger window was broken Saturday at midnight in front of her house by rowdy friends of the neighbor’s teenage daughter across the street (who, at the time of this writing, still vehemently denies knowing the four guys in the car that sped off after the window was broken). It’s a slap in the face trying to deny that she doesn’t know these people when they had spent a good hour in the front of her house with her standing there being loud and rowdy.

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