“No. No. No. Ewww, no. Sad. No. God, does he have a vitamin deficiency? Has he ever been out in sunlight?” Listening to Amanda’s peanut gallery commentary as she swiped through Tinder was a familiar study backdrop. Technically, she was supposed to be studying with me, but our study sessions usually devolved to Amanda messing around on her phone, head at the foot of my bed, feet on the wall, while I actually used the laptop open on my thighs. Admittedly, I was a little distracted tonight, trying not to let my mind wander back to Mark on his knees at Hype. The bone-dry case studies I was wading
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