Everyone felt a little reluctant to leave the place where they had lived for a month. After washing up that night, they went door to door to exchange contact details on Messenger.
Sophia returned to her room at the barracks, showered, washed her hair, and put on her XXL overnight menstrual pad. Then, she prepared to go to sleep.
When Michael left, he had left the XXL overnight menstrual pads with her. Besides, those diaper-like XXL menstrual pads were really comfortable to use.
Nathan was still playing video games, and the game was making various ping, ping noises.
Sophia answered from behind the door, “I’m not going; I’m having period cramps.”
Even so, he continued to knock on the door with all his might. “Sophia, open the door! I need to talk to you! I believe you have fallen in love with my uncle! I’m telling you; you must not fall for my uncle! Nothing good will come to you if you fall in love with him! In the past, there have been many women that tried to woo my uncle. However, they all became disabled for some reason! So, you need to be careful! Sophia, open the door! Come out and let’s talk! You really must not fall in love with someone like my uncle! Nothing will come to fruition!”
Then, she lazily lounged about on her bed like a b*tch suffering from menstruation, refusing to even move an inch. In the end, Nathan went to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, Stanley was met with Nathan’s angry puffed-up expression.
F*cking retard, what is he saying? Why can’t my mommy love my daddy? If my mommy doesn’t fall in love with my daddy, then is she supposed to fall in love with you?
Nathan glared at Stanley fiercely, using his eyes to convey everything he wanted to say to him. Then, he slammed the door heavily in his face.
“Hey, Nate—” Stanley’s handsome and tanned face appeared at the door for no more than several seconds before the door was fiercely slammed shut in his face.
Bam! He was locked outside. Then, he touched his nose and left silently.
Afterward, Sophia rolled over and picked up her iPad. She watched Michael’s movies for a while, then opened up her Messenger. Immediately, she saw that Richard had bombarded her with messages.
‘Sophia, where are you? I miss you.’
‘Can we talk?”
‘Sophia, I really want to see you now. I miss you; I miss you so badly. I realized that choosing Xyla may have been the biggest mistake I’ve ever made.’
‘If possible, can we start over?’
F*cking retard! Did you come looking for me after fighting with Xyla? Do you think I’m your back-burner girl? No way in hell! With Michael’s good looks as the standard, anybody below that standard is plain ugly! Moreover, your display picture is your actual face! The more I look at it, the uglier it gets! Hideous b*stard!
Sophia decided to ignore Richard. Then, she saw Stanley starting to act up again. He vigorously bombarded her with a whole bunch of GIFs. ‘Sophia!’
‘Sophie!’
‘Fifi!’
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