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Chapter 11: Stupid Jett

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Raven POV:

“What the fuck is happening downstairs?” I pinch the helm of my oversized Everfrost sweatshirt. Trying not to stare at his intricately carved abs.

“Wait, is Eth and Ry still with the puck bunnies?” the faint smile at the corner of his lips tells me he's enjoying my frustration.

“Puck bunnies? Is that what you call girls?”

“That's what they call themselves.”

I hiss. “Is there any of the puck bunnies inside there,” I stare at the ajar door of the bathroom.

“Gee, definitely not. W
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