NINETEEN. THE COLD PROFESSOR

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The sound of the music was pounding and Sarah's loud screams in the back seat were able to deafen anyone in the car. Cammila looked back and laughed at Sarah and Stevan's ridiculousness. They compete to eat the most nuts and drink the beer the fastest. "I'm sure they'll be drunk when they get to the campsite," Jordyn commented while remaining focused on driving. “I think so too. Sarah had downed three bottles of beer. Really crazy." "But I applaud her because she can still sit up straight without the slightest sway." “She's great.” “Wow, I won. You lost, my baby darling. Fifty dollars!” Sarah stretched out her palm right in front of Stevan's face, which was starting to turn red. “Tsk, you cheated. You knew that I wouldn't win against you, but you placed such a high bet.” “Quickly gi

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