Shamell Klinger

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call my hair frizzing up and threatening to blind me dangerous.” She pushed her frizzy locks back off her face. “I think I’ve sweated half my body weight,” Mallini said. “My vision keeps blurring,” Gus added. “My balls are hot,” Keelan said. Silence fell and was broken by Veena’s manic giggle. “What?” Keelan snapped. “I thought we were sharing.” I patted his bicep. “Too much information, big guy.”
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