'Awks!' she said and looks down, fondles with her red scarf for a moment and looks back at me. Rolled her eyes, flung her auburn hair back and cursed. Then giving up she turned and walked away. 'Awks!', I thought to myself, 'Awks isn't a word!' and began to ponder why we ever shared the same bed.
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