PRECIOUS AND MR. HOTTIE

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"I like it!" Precious exclaimed with flair, thoroughly enjoying the mango sticky rice she was eating. We shared it because I was still hungry. I absolutely loved it. I had been too lazy to eat the past few days, but my appetite had finally returned. Perhaps it was because Mr. Hottie had treated me the day before. I caught myself smiling but quickly replaced it with a grimace, irritated with my own thoughts. Don't think about that guy. He'll only mess up your life, I reminded myself. It felt as though no matter where we went in the city, we were destined to run into him. I decided I simply had to get better at avoiding him. After eating, we went to the laundromat to have our bedding and towels washed, along with our everyday clothes. I hadn't managed to do the laundry before we left the N

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