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Charlie raised an eyebrow. Honestly, this girl. Could she be anymore ridiculous? "What's wrong with cunt? I like cunts" he shrugged, nodding at another senior who he brushed past.
Satisfied with her answer, his smirk returned and he draped an arm over her shoulders. "Just admit it, I'm better looking. I look better in the photos." He winked at Jenny.
"Your mother doesn't pick very good dates. Hasn't she heard? I'm a bum."
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