Olivia was high above in heaven, and you were down below in a smelly hell.
Liv had since continued on her way to track practice. As she was running, her dirty toe that was in your mouth moved up and down.
By the time she arrived at the track field, every molecule, every atom in your mouth was personally acquainted with Olivia's dirty toe.
After the practice, thanks to Liv's toenail, the inside of your mouth was cut up pretty bad! "Okay, buggy bro," you hear Liv tell you from outside the shoe, "on to my friends house for the sleepover! Maybe when I show you to her, she'll want to help torture you!! Won't that be a treat!"
If you weren't sure you were doomed before, you have a first-class ticket now!
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