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... shower, Val hogging the mirror because apparently eyeliner requires a NASA-level concentration. Then breakfast—or what passed as breakfast since Val picked the strawberries out of my bowl and popped them into her mouth, claiming she was "saving me from the sugar." Sure. That’s what it was.
By the time we were out the door, she was glued to my side, humming some tune she probably picked up from TikTok. My backpack weighed me down; hers was slung over one shoulder like she had gravity pri ...
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