He shuts his mouth and stares at my phone screen when I show him my own Drive pulled up, and the only folder I’ve created so far. With his name. “Do you think I’d risk losing any of those selfies you’ve sent me?” I ask. “I always back up my shit. Well. The important shit, anyway.” “We both do.” “Looks like it.” “See. This is why we’re fucking soulmates, Jake. And best friends.”
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