Prelude
This (witty) SMS conversation begins when both protagonists, Renee and Vanessa complains about their lovers -- the *cough*bloody*cough* Coach and Mr Geography, respectively.

-- Prelude ends --

Vanessa: what a dramatic love tragedy... you are being your own Macbeth.

Renee: lol.. is that a dagger i see in front of me.

Vanessa: are you going to perform a soliloquy... just grab & stab yourself to escape from your lover.

Renee: can i stab Coach instead so i can still be with other people.

Vanessa: yea go ahead except it will just be false security because it's a soliloquy after all.

Renee: stars hide your fires, let not light burn my already dark skin..

Vanessa: -.- hope your coach go mad with her bloody hands that even the arabia perfumes are unable to cure it.

Renee: lol yea and the damned spot will never go away hee :)

[Exeunt

PS: For your information, Renee's Coach favourite words are *cough*bloody*cough* and dam.

PPS: Do not judge my Literature based on the above conversation (!!)

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