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"Hey! I did not even agree to that!" I jumped in.

"An hour." Damon shot at Hunter.

"Twenty four hours." Hunter retorted.

"Three hours."

"Twenty four."

"Six hours"

"Eighteen."

"Twelve hours! That's the last. You take it or leave it." Damon snapped and wrapped his arms around me tightly with his head on my shoulder, like a kid afraid of giving his toy away to another kid to play.

I and the others sitting around were controlling ourselves with very much strength to not burst into laughing fits.

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Judy Hirtle
I feel bad for Hunter but happy for Bella and Damon.
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Anel
Dammit ......
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