Youโre not going to suck.โโ โโNot at the guitar, anyway,โโ Shane said, deadpan. Claire punched him in the arm. โโOw.
Rachel CaineDonโt,โ Michael said. It was soft, and it was a warning, through and through. โYou try to hurt her again and Iโll pull your arm off.
Rachel CaineShane padded back to the couch and flopped, sucking on his own can of soda. Eve shot him an exasperated look. โYeah, man, thanks for bringing me one, too.โ The raccoon eye make-up exaggerated her eye roll. โDork.โ โDidnโt know if you wanted zombie dirt sprinkled on it or anything. If youโre eating this week.
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