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All the while talking to Ben, I realised he was actually a not so bad guy, but he did talk a lot about himself, I feel bad that he somehow was also on Theo's book of people to get revenge on.
"So, what do you like to do?" He asked me and I took a sip of my champagne nodding.
"A little bit of everything," I said vaguely and I put my hand on his knee. "However, I'd like to know more about you. What do you do in your spare time?" I felt a hard burning stare before I saw Theo watching me with his eyebrows furrowed and clenched jaw, I removed my hand from Ben's knee and put it on my own knee.
"Nothing too big, I like going to the-"
"Please excuse me for a minute, I need to use the ladies," I said smiling and he nodded. I passed him another glass of alc
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