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"Have you texted her yet?" he asked, trying to be helpful. He shook his head when she asked what was going on though. "Just found out my new sorta girlfriend is like the arch nemesis of half my friends," he placed his palm on his forehead, rubbing it a little.
He smiled at her brightly though. "Nice work kid," he bounced a little. "I think you should pick our your dance clothes from now on. It's definitely a more Tatum feel to it."
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