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		<title>Completionist:&amp;#32;last added new</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;last added new&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;You’ve had enough of this, you think. I don’t want to get pushed around any longer!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Carl comes back, happy about his new date with Sarah. “Score one for me!”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
“I don’t think we should be friends anymore,” you blatantly point out. “This…thing with you commanding me to do stuff, I just can’t take it anymore.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
“What are you talking about? We’re friends. That’s what friends do.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
“Bossing me around to do what you want is not what friends do to each other. You’re just a bully! You’ve only been using from the start! That’s why, from now on,” you take a deep breath before saying immortal words that you would forever remember for the rest of your life. “We’re not friends, Carl. Never had been. So goodbye.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
“What did you say?” asks Carl, his voice growing into a threatening tone. “Go over here right now. Come here and take back what you said.”&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You pick yourself up, chest held high, and say:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[TAS/2ndEnd|“No.”]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: The Rush To Class]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:The Abandoned Story]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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