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Chapter 75: Hanging Out

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last update publish date: 2026-07-01 21:48:24

Sarah

“I think I’m going to go to bed,” I announce, fighting a massive yawn as I push the knit blanket off my lap.

Marcus and I had settled onto the couch to relax after the chaotic blur of getting back to Manhattan. Well, *I* relaxed—mostly just spacing out and doodling random shapes in my sketchbook while the TV played low background noise. Marcus, on the other hand, had been furiously typing on his laptop and hammering away on his phone the entire time. I’d tried telling him he could go work
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