“I’m sorry, you did what?” my best friend, Finn, asks as I sink into the couch in the small living room we share. It’s a small one-bedroom apartment off campus that’s sparsely furnished. Not that we really spend much time here. I’m usually in class or in the water, and Finn spends every free second with his other best friend—my brother, Landon. I groan and rub a hand down my face. Finn is never going to let me live this down. Hell, I don’t even know if I will let myself live this down. I am selling my body for tutoring services. Is this a new low? Because it kind of feels like it. Although,
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