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Dodger sat down and waited for the washing machine to finish, her bare booty touching the plastic chair. She crossed her legs to hide how short the sweater was. She was swiping through her phone when she got a text from one of her friends: Crendor.

"'Sup?" He wrote.

"Just stuff I gotta take care of." She replied.

"You forgot, didn't you?" He asked.

"Shit! I'm sorry, I'll jump on quick!" Dodger replied.

She completely forgot she was supposed to record something for Crendor's channel. She had to jump on Skype to go over it with him.