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~58~

~Laurel~

"Okay!" Freya exclaimed and picked her own paper from the table. The questions were sliced into thirty small papers and scattered facedown on the table so we were unable to decide which one to pick. "I'm next."

She cleared her throat and peeked in her paper before looking up to Mark. "This one's easy, babe. What's my most awful meal?"

"Um," Mark scratched his hair and looked back at her. "Chicken soup."

"Ew. He's right. I hate chicken." Freya said and pretended to gag. "Even the smell of it makes me wanna throw my guts up."

"I'm next!" Lavinia picked her own paper and winked at Jason before gazing into it. "What are my types of panties?"

"Holy, moly! How the fuck am I supposed to know that?" Jasper scoffed and plopped back on the chair. "Am I...am I supposed to know that?"

Lavinia narrowed her eyes at him. "Yes."

"Okay. Bikini!"

"Wrong. My type of panties are hipsters, you're supposed to know that.. we've been together long enough." Lavinia whispered groggily.

"But panties
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