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Seventy one

Aurora puckered her lips and rolled her eyes back in her head. As they wait for her response, she takes another glance at her screen. She hesitates to respond because she hasn't grown used to talking to Auburn about men besides Kendrix. Even though Auburn reassured Aurora that she doesn't care—her happiness is what matters—Aurora would never adjust to it despite the fact that she seems so calm about it.

He really is hot, I mean. I can't, however, claim to like him in that manner.

Auburn called it "Bull-crap," I believe. Through her phone, Azra nodded.

Yes, you shouldn't expect us to take your remarks at face value. I mean, take another look at him.

She ought not to have emailed a picture of him to them. They are now refusing to let her sleep until she divulges every detail about him.

Have you two ever kissed? Aurora gaped and gasped in response to Azra's exuberant question.

He is my superior.

"But he's hot," Auburn said.

Azra sighed dreamily, "Imagine spilling ice cream all over
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