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Thirty-Three
The sound of metal lightly tapping against glass wakes me. Jayk is sitting on the other side of the glass coffee table tapping the tip of the custom pen Lydia gave him last year for his birthday. The words Big Daddy are engraved into it. I hate that pen and especially hate waking up to him tapping it on the glass coffee table.
"Why the fuck are you sleeping on the couch, Mars? I didn't drop ten Gs on your stupid custom bed with an adjustable base to see you sleeping on the couch I know Ashton found in a dumpster," he retorts.
I sit up and arch my back. It pops in several spots. When I rotate my shoulders and roll my head more pops bounce around in the darkness of the living room. Leelie is sitting in the armchair on the other side of me. Her legs are propped up on the armrest where my head had been.
"What time is it?" I ask fixing my tank top. I am so glad I am wearing a sports bra under.
"It's eight," Leelie answers.
"In the morni
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