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Men. They always ruined it by opening their mouths.
“And I think you better apologize before the situation escalates. Don’t you?” I didn’t need to spell out what escalates meant. “I’m sorry,” Frat Boy mumbled to Bridget, who blinked back at him with an icy expression. She didn’t respond. “I didn’t hear you,” I said. Frat Boy’s eyes flashed with hate, but he wasn’t stupid enough to argue. “I’m sorry,” he said louder. “For what?” “For calling you a…” He shot a fearful look in my direction. “For calling you a bad name.” “And?” I prompted. His brow creased in confusion. My smile contained more threat than humor. “Say, ‘I’m sorry for being a
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