Allison had the worst luck ever. She was extremely clumsy and always had something go wrong. You basically had to sign a contract when you agreed to be her best friend, that at any given moment, something could go wrong. The sugar-addict had a Coca-Cola, and you sensed something was about to go wrong. Sure enough, she opened it and it fizzled up, spilling on her papers.

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"How? Just-"

"You should know not
to question it, Y/n."