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“You can forget it,” Brayden said, givingon his blinker to turn on to Fifth Street Doas packed already, and his Jeep crawled to a stop behind the endless red glare of tail lights

“Forget what?”

“You’ve got that look on your face The one that says you’re about two seconds away fro for your life”

“I do not”

“Yeah, you fucking do But you proe once, and once you start your internship, your social life is over”

I sighed and looked out theat the ton I almost hated that Brayden knew me so well, butout tonight I’don Netflix shows and celebrating alone, but no There would be no alone tonight—not where ere going I tugged at the sleeve of the overpriced designer suit Brayden had lent me and tried to remindI wouldn’t do for my best friend

“Stop fidgeting It’ll give us away,” he said, and then his lips tilted up “Don’t overthink it This is supposed to be fun And when have I ever let you dohen it comes to that three-letter word?”

“That’s orriesback a smile

“I believe what you et off tonight, and I only have you to thank’”

“Oh Jesus I said I’d go, not that I’d participate”

“The fuck is the fun in that?” Brayden slowed to a stop in front of an un, and put the car in park as a valet appeared “A few drinks in and you’ll let someone jerk you off You’re too tense, ot out of the car as I reluctantly followed suit