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2021-07-19 04:56:30I'm sitting with Victor on the couch, smugly smiling, when I notice Wyatt glaring at Victor. His face is that of pure jealousy, and with the most giant, most satisfied smile, I turn to Victor.
"So, Victor, do you know Angelica? Or did you come here without an invitation?" I ask the man, who won't stop looking around as if it's his first time being at a party.
Victor meets my eyes, still wearing that blush from earlier. "I didn't receive an invitation," He admits. "But as soon as I walked past this house, some girl dragged me inside. She fell asleep in the hallway after talking for about an hour about her garden. I tried waking her, but she was dead to the world."
"Oh," I laugh. "Brown long hair and big boobs? Glasses?"
Victor nods.
"That's Ashley," I tell him. "She started drinking ten hours ago, so it doesn't shock me that she passed out."
His lips curl. "I've never had alcohol before."
I stare at him. "You must be joking!"
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