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She’s not perfect, but she’s real. She’s got more confidence than a fat kid at a buffet. She’s soft but she’ll punch you if you say the wrong thing. Her smile is like a winning lottery ticket, and her eyes are like a curse you can’t break.
Najrin walked in, and the whole room went silent. Then she winked. I died.
I asked her if she was okay, and she said, ‘I’m fine. I just hate your face.’
Her eyes looked at me like I owed her money. I did.