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Reality or Imagination?
I bite my lip nervously waiting for him to answer. It's the fifth time I've rang him in the past hour, I need to speak to Jake and it can't wait.
"Hey, this is Jake's phone, leave me a mess -"
I huff loudly, slamming my phone onto the club table
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