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Chapter 5 by szlachbic szlachbic

Nexy

Faceplant

He wasn’t sure how long he’d been standing in the doorway like an idiot, trying to come up with an idea which couldn’t possibly backfire, when someone came up behind him and tried to shove past.

“Move, bro, I’m going to Dawn’s—”

“Bro”?!

He slipped over in shock, flat on his face. Face on the button.

Oopsie

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