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... ile Pamela sat next to him, rolling her eyes so hard they practically spun. Harley, a cigarette dangling from her lips, lounged against the sofa armrest, her gaze darting around the dance floor like a hawk.
After a long pause, Bruce slapped his phone onto the table with a resounding "thud" and slumped back into the couch, looking as though he'd drunk himself into oblivion.
Harley pulled out her phone, snapped a few pictures of Bruce, and, taking the cigarette out of her mouth wit ...
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