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Felix grins at my (Riley’s) apron, and that’s when I remember I’m still wearing it. “Don’t make this a thing,” I say as I quickly untie it and slip it over my head. He steps inside. “Hello.” “Hi.” “You look nice in floral prints.” “You’re making this a thing.” “Jake, I have to.”
The Tragedy of Felix and Jake
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