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Ever since Sulli broke up with Will Rochester, Akara has put the shitbag on his watch list Disgruntled exes co back into the famous ones’ lives isn’t a far reach

Jane’s ex-friends-with-benefits did even worse than tiptoe into her sphere again Nate, the sick fuck, stalked Maxi in his bedroom with animal’s blood

Wasn’t around to see it

My brother was

Thatcher wouldn’t talk much about what he saw—much like I don’t care to rehash Sneakers, the stalker that I encountered with his dick out in Jane’s bedroom

Sulli’s ex is probably less likely to do so sadistic, but I wouldn’t put it past him to say mean shit online Hoent around Sulli’s back to tell Akara not to flirt with her was pure coward shit He could’ve just talked to her about it

Respected her enough to have a conversation than play games

Even thinking about that rich turd is like listening to two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together Annoying as hell

“I’ht now,” Akara says to ram”

“When?” I pull out my phone No service

“Yesterday I would’ve told you, but I couldn’t really figure out how to segue into that after the whole we kissed the sairl conversation”

I alh, but the sound is knotted “What’d she look like?” I ask “The Rooster’s girlfriend”

Akara rolls his eyes just thinking about it “She looks like Daisy Calloway Well, a young Daisy”

Icock”

Akara nods slowly, gaze stuck on the mountain “I don’t think Sulli has seen the post yet Maybe she won’t I don’t know if she checks his Instagram”

Ither ex pursued someone that resembles her supermodel mom Not that Sullivan isn’t worthy of super jaw, athletic build, and dark hair

I shut one eye, the sunlight bothering lad her experience was good Can’t replace your firsts”

Akara unzips a backpack and looks toover your shitty firsts?”

“Maybe” I force both eyes open Because he’s studying lass up to my face

“Your first hand job was not that bad”

I bite the toothpick clean in half and spit out the pieces “She got a cramp in her wrist after thirty seconds, Akara”