Chapter 42
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Updated : Jan 6th, 2021
*Wyatt's POV*
The pungent smell of alcohol hits my nose immediately as I walk into the house, already littered with drunken teenagers.
Believe it or not, I don't go to parties that often. I still go every now and then but I'm not a crazy party animal like the redhead green eyes hangs out with — she told me all about her and from here that girl sounds crazy but in a good way if that makes sense.
I just don't find that much enjoyment in getting drunk and sleeping with random people I barely...
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