Clad in his
finest suit, Topher was halfway through a Mountain Dew and trying to decide whether or not he knew the way out of the park when his phone rang.
"Go for Brink." The person on the other end of the line sounded urgent, so Topher took a sip of soda. No, more like a slurp. "No, I'm not at my -- I'm not at my desk, Boyd." He waved a hand,
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He had not become less obnoxious since graduation. Not even a little bit.
"And how's whatshisname?" he asked in more of a sing-songy voice.
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"You! Jerk-face!" She was laughing, though. "You never call, you never write..."
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