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TOO GOOD FOR HIM

RIVER

I never thought I could have fun with anything other than what I already considered fun, but having all these people in our living room on a Sunday afternoon was better than I had thought.

“You guys are in theatre, right?” Lana asked.

“Pretty much,” Hendrix said, taking an aggressive bite from the garlic bread in his hand.

“So do you like doing productions?” Lana had been the one carrying the entire conversation, and I was grateful for that at least. “Like plays and ...

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