23 Mackenzie
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AT FIRST, IT WAS KIND of awkward, being there with them. Especially with Bruce around. I still couldn’t stand the guy, even though he was attempting to be nice to me. He even asked me how my grandmother was doing.
“Fine. She’s actually in Chicago right now,” I said, my lips getting looser from the beer.
“What is she doing there?” Jason asked.
I told them.
Jason grinned. “So, you can stay out as late as you want? No curfew?”
I nodded.
“No wonder he’s trying to get rid of us,” Bruce said to Jason with an evil grin. “We’re c**k-blocking.”
Oh, my God.
I rolled my eyes.
Chase glared at Bruce. “f**k off.”
“I’m just kidding. Chill out, man. You really do need to get laid,” Bruce replied.
“And you need to quit being such a douchebag,” Chase volleyed.
“Whatever,”
