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"If you say so." It was easier to talk to Yev, he had to admit. Maybe it was because they were one in the same. Sort of. Yev wasn't as repulsed by physical contact.
He even tried to nod at Yev's encouragement. No, they didn't people's approval, but being popular like the cheerleaders was, well...easier. They never seemed to be the subject of mean acts, and people tended to want to be seen with them. All he could do, really, was shrug.
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