“Hey, John, remember when you told me you fuck a Kotova and you go directly to hell?” My eyes dart from him and Timo’s closed door, the suggestion hopefully clear. “I’m currently in hell.” He glowers. “I realize that. Thanks for reminding me, Thora.” I swear the corner of his lips curve upward as he passes me, unable to suppress the burgeoning happiness. “You love it in hell, John?” I laugh into a bigger smile. He spins around, walking backwards to the elevators, and he says, “All my friends are here. So it beats everywhere else.” Friends. He admitted to having multiple friends. My cheeks
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