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BASH
Something is off. After the party everyone seems can’t stop talking about the game. I guess they like Lizzy’s idea, and what they like most is the grand prize Lizzy gave. A 1k gift certificate Luke found.
Trinity got only one pumpkin, and the prize is not bad, but she’s been silent, and I don’t think that’s the reason.
“I can’t believe Lizzy added a box of condoms as a prize,” Pyke scoffs.
“You’ve got a good supply, I guess,” Dean teases. He laughs, giving Dean a high-five.
“Lucky Luke,” I announce. Luke grins and looks satisfied.
“I hate my best friend right now. She should’ve told where she placed the lucky pumpkin.” Saph pouts.
“That would be unfair, don’t you think?” Xandry snorts that end up Saph slapping her brother’s thigh.
He jerks. “Whoa! Easy there twinnie. You might hit the wrong area,” he says with a scowl on his face.
“I don’t think I wouldn’t miss the hit if I wan
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