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It wasn’t lost on Prue, the striking fear in her chest and the way her face twisted up into a 'don’t give me that shit' grimace. It was all too familiar a feeling. And terrifying in its intensity. “Yeah, you look fine. Storm off in the middle of the night and the next I see you you can’t even pretend you’re not hurt -- that’s how hurt you are.” There was another small detail contorting its way into Prue’s heart. “And who knows what happened last night. You sure don’t.” Prue hated that she HOPED it was just too much alcohol. Reaching out, she applied just the tiniest amount of pressure on the bruise, measuring out Helena’s reaction.

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Tengo una conocida (es GD) y ella tiene un amigo que es productor. Su amigo quería traer a McFly para éste año o principios del que viene. Llamó al manager de ellos, y le dijo que no porque no planean volver hasta dentro de dos años.

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