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"Yeah man! Like, the full monty!" She practically squealed back at him, feeding off his excitement. She couldn't be this girly about it when she told Hunter, it was more of a bro thing. They shared congratulatory fist bumps and pats on the back. "It was like...fucking magical, you know? It was so perfect."
She frowned slightly at mention of Frankie, there was always a fly in the ointment. A stupid French fly, in her gravy. God, she had been hanging around Hunter too long. "No...she's still with Frankie," She said, biting her lip and trying to look innocent. The situation sounded a lot worse when she said it out loud.
"But hey man, speaking of all this girl's and Mack business," She said quickly, trying to divert the subject away from the slight problem with what had happened. "You're still down with teaching me some Tayswift on guitar, yeah?"
She got a little more comfortable in her chair and clasped her hands in a business like fashion. She had one chance to ask the redhead to prom and it needed to be perfect. "I uh...might need your help with some prom related things, you're my go to guy about this kind of crap. I want to ask Tatum."
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