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Taz appeared in Jingwu’s living room.
She was there, looking over her assignment board. She smiled when she saw him. “And what did you do on your vacation?”
“Surfing, girl, surfing. Girl, poker, girl. Sleep, girl, surfing, home. How are things here?”
Jingwu chuckled. “We went to . . . → Read More: Keepsakes – 4
