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Author: Spicy Candy
last update publish date: 2026-04-05 18:11:47
Raven

We spill out of the club doors still laughing.

The bass from inside still thumps through the walls, and Anaya is doing an impression of Jared’s face when the bouncers grabbed him, so accurate I nearly double over.

“Do you know who I am?” She puffs her chest out and does a voice three octaves too deep and I lose it completely.

“He really said that.” I wipe tears from the corners of my eyes. “Like he was someone. Like he was actually someone.”

“And then they dragged him out like a
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