CHAPTER SEVEN -3

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"Well, you can block me on Twitter and unfriend me on f*******:, but you can never unsuck my dick." Chloe gasped. Never in her life had she been talked to like that by a former boyfriend. "Ewan." The kids chuckled and walked off, knowing full-well that the conversation was over. "Ugh, that’s gross." Chloe stormed off, leaving Ewan the victor in this particular battle of wits. *** "Very good, Chloe. Interesting use of color, here. A sort of opaque approach, the way the mauve blends into the skin tones." Ms. Morton, the art teacher leaned over Chloe’s shoulder and pointed to a curvature at the top of the canvas. "The contours are remarkable." "Thanks." "Where did you get your inspiration?" "Ah, I kinda based it on Volkov, you know her?" "Ah yes, the Russian painter. She was a remar

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