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... seconds of silence.
Three seconds of silence.
Four seconds, call ended.
Artie Vaughn redialed Summer Fairmont’s number on the fifth second: "Ah Summer, why did you hang up on me!"
"Packing my bags." Summer Fairmont’s words were in extreme simplicity mode, but her actions were far more capable than the usual XX chromosome species.
"Ah Summer, are you coming to help Artie with the checks? I just knew you’re Artie’s dearest dearest Summer! Can Artie give you ...
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