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XI. Taunting
The amount of sweats I produce is enough to fill a bucket...maybe two. Brenda chuckles, "I'm sorry, but how are we supposed to know who your mate is?" "Thought you might have seen me at the party." "Sorry," Brian says. "This is the first time I've met you. What about you?" "First time too," Brenda replies. Marcelo sighs, "That's expected. The party is pretty big." "How come?" "I'm talking to a few people to see if they happen to be there when my mate threw up on me." He says it so casually it's almost comedic. "Sorry," Brenda says. "I left early." For some odd reason, the tension didn't feel as high compared to earlier when Marcelo exposed his identity. "Me too," Brian includes. "I see." There's something in Marcelo's voice that calms others. It's almost as if the environment is
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