Ryan, who had made the very wrong decision to sit up at the very moment Brendon had started his tirade, shot off the bed and fell with a heavy thud onto the floor.
“What. The hell. Are you talking about.” Ryan found his voice after a minute. Maybe it was because of the advanced hour, or the fact that even
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oh pretty pictures.
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Oh, Jon would so hit that.
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