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His voice is deadpan.
"My friends?" I utter, laughing pathetically.
"Are they not?" Liam scowls again, confused with everything I say and do.
Who wouldn’t? My subconscious finally rises from the depth of her cave, appearing when I least need her.
"No," I say, leaning against the wall, arms crossed on the chest. "But as a good friend, I've got to see my best friend's friends, right?"
"You're acting really strange," says Liam, his eyes narrowed.
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