*Lola makes a face. Lola's fine with tomato as a sauce, or a garnish, or a anything but a drink. Of course, to the surprise of nobody, Lola's only happy if her drinks are sweet enough to kill diabetics.*
That's weird. Not remembering how you ended up on stage I mean. Maybe that drink was magically strong?
*Lola was glad she didn't drink anything like that. She can't do a cheer routine without other cheerleaders to hold her up. Plus she isn't even wearing a bow in her hair, those are the best part of cheerleading.*
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That's weird. Not remembering how you ended up on stage I mean. Maybe that drink was magically strong?
*Lola was glad she didn't drink anything like that. She can't do a cheer routine without other cheerleaders to hold her up. Plus she isn't even wearing a bow in her hair, those are the best part of cheerleading.*