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Synn's POV "Oh my God," I didn't know whether to laugh or grimace at Demo's words when he almost freaks out before reaching for Gold from my arms, a groan escaping my lips along the process. Gold freaking Simons is so heavy. I was barely able to carry him back to their dorm. I had to gather all the strength that I have in me so I can bring him home without causing a ruckus. "Why is he this drunk? Come in," he rambled as he carefully leads Gold inside, me following his footsteps. On my hands was Gold's jacket which he started removing along the way, complaining about how it is hot. I had to apologize to the taxi driver. Surprisingly, I was able to get Gold's address and floor number out of him before he reaches the state of almost being unable to talk. Blood, sweat, and tears, just lik

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