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Party Ready
Timothy Walter fussed with his white v-neck, tugging at the neckline. When he’d brought the shirt a few days ago it fit like a glove. But now the breathable, cotton material was suffocating him; He hadn’t even washed the damn thing yet. His heart pounded like drums at a luau, sweat coated his palms, and…
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What’s Being A Twin Like | Casey and Mya Pt.8
Mya made her way down the stairs and through the living room. Slipping passed party goers, she made her way into the kitchen and over to the fridge, snagging a beer. “I heard genius cut his face open. Is he alright?” Maddie asked from behind Mya. Twisting the top off her beer, Mya tossed it…