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Chapter 11 by barnaclefaulty barnaclefaulty

What happens next?

they go

This was her house. 66 Grayson Avenue, and as she said, it was truly walking distance from the rink.

She waited for him. Andrew wasn't usually late like this, she sure hoped a girl didn't stall him, he'd had a history of that, but she didn't care. He acted different around her. Different.

She smiled as a Ford f-150 Raptor pulled onto her driveway, and she opened the door and shut it behind her.

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Andrew drove down the street , Maeve by his side. They cruised along the highway, and into the busiest intersection. They drove all the way to the theatre, and got out. He bought their tickets, and looked at the snack selection.

Maeve put her hands in her pocket. A look of embarrassment came onto her face. "I forgot my money." She said.

"Andrew, can you treat me?" She said.

Does Andrew treat Maeve to the snacks?

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