"Hi there, this is Brooke. If you want to leave a message, you know what to do, otherwise hang up and stop wasting time for both of us. Thanks!"
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B. Davis - Voicemail
Pretty Girl
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"Hello fairest Brooke, it is Romeo. If you are free Saturday eve, I should love to take you to la la la I forget which business has pool tables, is it Fast Eddies?. Let me know if that is agreeable, or if you wish to make another plan."
A package was delivered to Brooke's room. It was a classic style boom box. A note was attached.
'The radio told me to. Strangely enough, it sounded like you. Happy birthday.
Ferris Bueller'
'The radio told me to. Strangely enough, it sounded like you. Happy birthday.
Ferris Bueller'