I need juicy.
We are reading the papers in claire. Earlier on, i ran out of the bathroom of our hotel room because the tap looked like a scary man and it sacred me. Then i cried. Una has lots of sand in her hair because last night we sat on the beach till the wee hours of the morning around a bon fire. Today we are feeling very fragile but looking for forward to seeing the delorentos boys in a little while. Yay.
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