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~Landon~ What the entire f**k?! How the hell did Jenna walk into this room right at this moment? There is no way this could be a coincidence. Tia pushes me off of her, and I fall on my back, scrambling to pull the blankets over me. Tia sits up on the bed and stares right at Jenna. “Can I help you?” “Uh, no. I guess I got a bit turned around.” Jenna has a smirk on her face, yet there seems to be a bit of anger in her eyes. She hasn’t moved from the doorway or tried to close the door. “I’m sure,” Tia responds with sarcasm dripping over each word. “You really need to get the f**k out of here. NOW!” Jenna huffs and looks at me. I close my eyes and try to will her away. I hear a sigh and the door slam shut. The movement of the bed makes me open my eyes. Tia is scrambling to grab her clothe
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