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... d in front of the mirror, tilting his head slightly as he tugged at the collar of his slate-blue shirt.
He smoothed his hair for the third time in five minutes, then ran a hand down the front of his chest, checking for imaginary creases.
Behind him, Noel sat casually on the edge of the bed, one leg bouncing as he adjusted the leather strap of his own watch.
His phone buzzed on the nightstand, its screen lighting up with a familiar name.
George. [msg] Bro, what’s t ...
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