(bxb)in love with him
Either Catherine will have to do it again, or I will, to save her the trouble.
No freaking way.
I go up the stairs. His door is closed, but he’s not allowed to lock it, so I push it and stride in, and then freeze, the volume of music so powerful it almost pushes me back.
Raven is sitting by his desk—his profile to me, his feet on the table, his books and papers in disarray, his clothes on the bed. He has begun plastering posters of what appears to be his favorite band, “Fake Drug”, around the place two days ago. Now, the transformation of the room seems complete. It’s barely possible to see the cream-colored walls underneath all the centerfolds with images of four guys sporting guitars, grea
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