“I’m just thinking”—she wrinkled her nose like she hated what she was about to say—“maybe it’s time to start putting a little more of yourself out there, sing some of the songs you want, be a little more yourself, and—” “Definitely screw Dex once or twice. See if the dick still fits,” Pink finished for her. My jaw dropped. “Wow.” “I know.” She stared at me with those eyes, no shame in them at all. “I’m a lot. It’s fine. Love it or hate it.” I glanced at Olive who whispered, “I kind of love it.” I turned to look back in the mirror and sighed. “I have a good brand.” “That you hate.” Olive nudged
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