“And you’re okay with that?” he asked, then grumbled and reached for the eraser again. I shrugged. “If that’s what she wants, then fine, it doesn’t really bother me.” I cursed; I’d messed up the shading even more. “Before yesterday, I hadn’t seen Tara in five years, so it’s not like we grew up together or anything.” “Then why did she announce it to me?” he asked absently. I looked up from my drawing long enough to glance at him. He was concentrating on his drawing, the tip of his tongue between his teeth. It was adorable, so I was smiling when I went back to my drawing. “She has a crush on
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