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... g like a plucked guitar string.
I needed to get the hell out of here before my eyeballs did a full somersault from stress.
"Alright, bro," I said, pushing myself up from the couch, trying to make it look relaxed and not like my legs had just turned into overcooked spaghetti. "I’m gonna leave you to your beauty sleep. I’ll come see you soon, yeah?"
Luis didn’t answer.
Of course, he didn’t. He just lay there like the world’s creepiest wax figure, frozen in that same ...
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