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Chapter 8: Meet The Gang

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last update publish date: 2026-04-25 03:09:09

Roy woke with a start, sweat slicking his skin as a sharp sliver of sunlight stabbed through the crack in the curtain and nailed him right in the eye. He groaned, twisting away from the harsh beam like it was a personal enemy.

He doesn’t remember anything, just waking up with sweat running down his entire body.

BANG. BANG. BANG.

The door rattled, nearly shaking the frame out of the wall.

“Get your bitch-ass up before I drag you to college in your pyjamas, you sleep-deprived buffoon!" Kieran’s
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