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A Snowball's Chance

“There you are! I’ve been wondering when you’d tear yourself away from lover boy. It’s been four days, Pen! Was it all you hoped it would be?” The door slammed behind me, causing Zara to jerk her head up from the magazine she’d been reading. As if I hadn’t been embarrassed enough by her and Joseph constantly texting me safe sex warnings, there had to be this.

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