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Before I can even process what I’m doing, the lid is off the bottle, cold glass pressing to my lips. Spiced liquid slides down my throat as I sip something that I haven’t tasted since the night I went to jail for beating up Huckslee’s dad. And I sip again. And again. Until I’m Fucking Gone.
Fuck allll you motherfuckers!!!!! I AM SEETHING WITH TAGE!!!!
“Taylor and I are dating.”
What the what?!
