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“Pretty sure it doesn’t work that way,” I said, sighing “Men really are a giant pain in the ass, aren’t they?”

“Speaking of, how’s Ruger?” she asked “I hear you’re fighting with each other”

“U,” I said “I’d say we’re just not talking much, which is what I wanted No offense, but after what happened, I don’t think I want anything to do with the club”

She sighed

“I can understand that,” she replied “You didn’t exactly get a good intro I know it probably doesn’t seeuys It’s not like this shit happens all the time”

The car swayed, and Dancer crashed into us

“You are boring!” she yelled in our faces “We’re having a good tiood at the bar, I’ you ride with Painter”

Um, no I would rather have h I just sn—I’d call a cab after Marie sang her song I had to be up in six hours, so that was probably for the best anyway At least I didn’t have to worry about Noah—Elle had taken hiet hie help

“Oh s squealed suddenly We all froze “We haven’t done presents yet!”

“Presents!” Marie yelled, clapping her hands “I love presents!”

Maggs lurched down to the front of the lies and envelopes She grabbed one at rando it to Marie

“Who’s it fro, then shook her head

“Can’t tell,” she said “They have really, really ”

“Here,” I said “Letwas printed off a co “It’s not even a fancy script or so You’re too drunk to read Oh, and it’s froht all those shots,” she said “It’s not like I could let theely

“She’s right—if you throay booze at your bachelorette party, the ,” I accused “The e is dooe is dooe is doo Horse’s dick really is How can all of that be true?”

“I know these things,” she declared “Aht, ladies?”