“You know,” I muse out loud, “if it weren’t for the fact that we hated
each other’s guts, we’d probably make an impressive power duo.”
I expect Henry to raise his eyebrows at me as usual or make a cutting remark, but his footsteps suddenly slow beside me.
“Wait. We hate each other?”
it's a hit. every single time, it's a hit.
— Oct 16, 2022 12:50AM
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