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Chapter Twenty-Seven: Nighty Visitation
“Like...in the audience, or...wait, are you going to model too? Mario would be so happy if you did!” Savannah said, her eyes shining. “I’ll do it, but I’m not doing it for him.” Cory said, shaking his head a little. “And I’m not promising I’ll be any good at it. At least if I’m there you won’t be the only one falling on their face.” Savannah felt herself blush a little as the underlying implication sunk in. Before she could think of something to say, Cory got up from his computer chair and stretched. “I’ll text Mario tomorrow and let him know I’m in.” Cory said as he turned his face away, attempting to hide the blush on his own cheeks. “Cory…” Savannah said softly, fidgeting a little. “Thank you.” “Don’t mention it. I’m going to watch some shitty horror movies to wind down,
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