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Evie Hollis {Gretel} (lostintheforest) wrote in bellumlogs,

Evie was lying backwards on her bed listening to music and tossing a tennis ball up in the air, but she heard the knock and knew it could only be Nick. Marissa wouldn't bother knocking. Dropping the ball onto the covers, she hopped up and bounded across her room to pull open the door.

"Hey, Nick. What's up?" Evie hadn't thought about the dinner since the last time she told Jack 'no', and she didn't know about it now.

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