“How dare you? You’re supposed to be my friend.” Just to mess with my BFF, I call out, “Renn. But it doesn’t change the fact that I’ve seen you naked. It was a dream.” He spreads his palms as if apologizing charmingly. Vi’s pressing her lips together to keep from laughing out loud. Now, the place has gone completely silent, or rather the pocket in which we’re situated has. Well, they weren’t talking much to begin with because mostly everyone has been focused on the new guy. To say that we’re all shocked is an understatement. That’s the least you could do after interrupting my sleep.” “And the name I’ve been calling you in my head is probably turning my mom in her grave. I didn’t wanna interrupt you and ask then. But then, last night you came to me and you started stripping.
He takes a sip of his juice and leans forward. “My name’s none of your business,” Renn snaps.
Careless and reckless and all the less-es. “Tell me your name and I’ll stop,” he says in a voice that sounds lazy, just like his demeanor. He crosses his arms across his chest, and I see a peek of tattoos circling his biceps, under his black t-shirt. His smirk only grows, overcoming his entire mouth. “When did this happen? How much have I missed?”
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