Moving On

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"Is this seat taken?" Trent looked up to see a beautiful blonde with long, straight hair and a gorgeous smile standing next to him, a full tray in her hands. "Uh, no." She reminded him of Bree--sort of. She wasn't quite as pretty as his friend, but the hair was similar, and she had a nice smile. "Thanks. It's crowded in here." Trent looked around the cafeteria. Apparently, he had picked a busy time to swing by for lunch. Normally, he had an accounting class right now, but the professor was sick. "Guess so." She set her tray down and waved across the way at a brunette who gave her a thumbs up. "You don't mind if my friend sits here, too, do you? All the other tables are really crowded. I'm sorry--it looks like you were trying to read or something." Dropping his phone into his jacket he

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