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City Folk Ain't Afraid To Get Dirty

“Psst…” I heard a voice break through my dream, but I was still so tired I couldn’t pry my eyes open. I heard a grumble, then something cold and wet hit my face. I swatted at whatever was attacking me, heard a laugh, then felt warm lips pressing against my cheek. Drew whispered in my ear, “Wake up, sleepyhead. I’m starving.”

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