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Turning back to Shea, Brooklyn said, “It’s entirely possible they drank the glasses we’d switched out, so maybe he’s either too embarrassed to have gotten caught, or he hasn’t woken up yet.”
The three friends giggled.
Shea grabbed a bagel and put it in the toaster. When it popped back up, she brought it to the table and joined her friends.
“What are you working on there, Brooklyn?” she asked, reaching for the cream cheese and nodding toward Brooklyn’s laptop.
“I’m trying to think up a suitable topic for my next article,” she said, opening it back up. “But I’m having writer’s block at the moment and can’t think of anything.”
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