Mirajane never had had luck in love. Jealous with her best friend, being nagged by her mother, she seeked help from the last person she should have go to. With the hope that her mother would finally out of her hair, she planned the ultimate break-up fantasy, before it all begin.
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The room was dark, only dimly lit from the television. A continuous sobbing echoed, along with the voices in the movie. She sat on her bed, wrapped herself in a thick yellow comforter. She wiped her streaming tears, took a clean tissue and blew her nose before threw it joined the other dirty tissues scattered on her bed. She took a bite of a chocolate bar.
"Mira, what are you doing, honey?" She received a call from a concern voice. "Are you watching Bridget Jones again?" Her sobbing continued while whining a 'no' to the caller. She cried louder, grabbed another bite of the chocolate.
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