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“My tells?” I ask, feeling defensive

Pandora rolls her eyes and Penelope smiles as she folds her hands in front of her

“Just a few things here and there But don’t worry, we’ll only use this knowledge against you in poker” Penelope takes a drink and then raises an eyebrow “So, are you asking her to proo last year”

I shrug and glance back over to the kitchen “She doesn’t even know I’m alive,” I mutter

“Henry, I hate to break it to you, but with the exception of inas well aware of your presence,” Pandora says, leaning back in her chair and rubbing her stoet over this weird phobia you’ve got of chicks”

“I don’t have a phobia,” I protest, but already I see the two of theive me identical eye rolls

“You can call it what you want, but there’s nothing wrong with being in love,” Penelope says

“Not all of us can find it every week like you do,” Pandora pokes at her, and I fight a smile

“I can’t help it if you two aren’t as romantic as I am” Penelope takes a bite of her fries and looks over to Kory, then back to me “What’s different about her?”

I shrug because I honestly don’t know I can’t explain why no girl before her ever made me turn my head, but this one has me spun in circles

“I can’t believe she dresses like that,” Pandora says, and my eyes snap to hers “Hey, don’t look at , it’s kind of badass I like that she doesn’t give a fuck She’s got my vote”

“I’hter

“She doesn’t roll her uniform skirts up like most of the hoochies here, and she wears a hoodie al attention If anything, she’s trying to disappear You’re a really nice guy, Henry I think you’d be a good match I vote yes, too”

“Uggghh,” I groan, burying my face in my hands