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He Has You
Hanna, Hanna. Daddy sure would be impressed with you. Tsk, tsk. Fighting over a pathetic fitness trainer? Stuffing your face? If you hadn't stuffed your face in the first time, then there wouldn't have been any need for fat camp, now would there have been?
On the other hand, bravo on the dress fight and blackmailing, Miss-Know-It-All. If I must say so myself, I couldn't have done it any better. Then again, I wouldn't have allowed Kate or that little nerd to steal my spotlight. No one's more important than mwah. You know that, though, don't you, Hanna?
Well, at least Orange Girl didn't steal your man. Why would you trade him in for Mr. Trainer Apollo? That was a dumb move, Hannahkin. Why would he fall for her when he has you? He'd be an idiot, pardon the forwardness, to avoid dating you.
Well, until next time, we must go our spate ways. Keep messing up, my Pretty Little Liar, so I have something to amuse myself with.
Mwah
-A