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GABRIELLA
Me: Happy Birthday, Tyler
Tyler: Thanks, baby. Are you sure you can’t come to the party tonight?
Me: I have plans, I’m sorry. :/ I’ll see you at the fight tomorrow night, though.
“Are you sure you don’t want to go back with us today?” Ashleigh asked as we sat eating our breakfast. I’d ordered an egg and cheese omelet with green peppers, while she had a plate full of French toast and strawberries.
Not only was Bradley going back to Los Angeles, but Colin and Ashleigh had decided to go back, too. “No, I think I’m going to stay here and watch the guys fight tomorrow night. I might as well since I’m here,” I replied nonchalantly.
“Okay, but you better stay out of trouble. No fights. It’s bad enough the guys got into one, and with Camden no less,” Ashleigh thundered, sipping
