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“Fucking serious?”

“As cancer,” I said, my shirt already stained with my own blood

With a sigh of ret, Matt threw the hardest hay bone actually oers faint Matt screa his destroyed hand His bloody knuckle print standing out against the white of the freezer door

Keira ushered him into the bathroom to tend his wounds It was possible I’d lost the only friend I’d had there but knew Matt would never ain

“What’s up?” I asked

It was the first tie incident and I still wasn’t sure where I stood with her and was treading carefully

“A few of us are going out for drinks and we’re wondering if you would like to come”

“Do you really think that’s a good idea?”

“Honestly?” she asked

“Yes”

“I’ht I’d ask anyway

“Well, I appreciate your honesty Thanks for thinking of me but I think it’s better if I stay here”

“Okay”