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Zay. He was leaning back like this was his personal throne room. Leather jacket. New tattoo snaking out from his sleeve. That messy, dark hair. And the face. I hated that I noticed it had changed. Sharper jaw. Bigger shoulders. Same eyes—those cold, unreadable eyes that burned. I froze. My coffee betrayed me by slipping from my hand and splashing onto the floor. It hit with a dramatic splat, like a punchline, and of course, everyone turned to look.

Thor tapped it, leading him to Erric’s Gossips box, and saw the previews. Drink me! Omg ur so hot ERRIC BEST BOI hi DADDY did you mean need someone* to drink? Kent and Deuss arrived topless and wondered why Thor was laughing. Kent ran and jumped into the pool splashing on Paul Sohan and his glass of cola. “Hey! What if you drink this?” he protested. “Give it to the staff, tell them my sweat’s there. They’d take it.” Deuss stood behind the laughing Thor and took the phone from him. He scoffed and smiled and started typing. Erric couldn’t care less. Deuss was the best on nasty things among them all.

The couple stood outside their apartment in each other's arms and watched the Duo drive out of sight. "That is a wrong Route" Helma said almost yelling at Donald who has taken a weird right turn. Donald smirked and drove faster. Helma stared at Donald scared. She yelled continuously at his reckless driving and nagged bitterly when he paid deft ears to all she has to say. Donald slowly packed in a closed road. "Were you frightened? Or scared I would have you kidnapped?" Donald teased touching her nose.