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... three colors, topics split into neat hour blocks, and snack breaks scheduled so I wouldn’t fry my brain.
And then my girlfriend walked in.
"Val," I groaned, not even looking up from my notes, "I’m studying."
"I know," she said breezily, shutting the door behind her like she owned the place. "That’s why I came."
"That... makes zero sense."
"It makes perfect sense." She crossed the room, heels clicking on my floor like she was doing a runway walk. "You’ve be ...
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