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HE HAD A POINT. HANNAH SHOULD ACT JEALOUS WHEN OTHER GIRLS SURROUND GARRETT AND TRY TO GET THEIR ATTENTION. how else was she supposed to look like his girlfriend? ❝ so, you want me to fawn over you? kiss your cheek and cling onto you? make every girl here think i want you? ❞ she asks, tilting her head to the side. to be honest, she wasn't happy with the way that the girls at this party kept looking at garrett, despite the fact that she was right next to him. they were clearly on a date. even if it wasn't real. none of them knew that. and yet, they had no respect for her. slipping an arm around his waist, she sidled up closer to him and glared at the girl closest to them that was staring at garrett.
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❝ SO I'M ON THE ICE, THE SHOT IS CLEAR, AND OUT OF FUCKIN' NOWHERE, THIS ABSOLUTE BEAST FLIES IN FRONT OF ME AND KNOCKS ME ON MY ASS. ❞ they had, in fact, won the game, but the way garrett was on about it, you'd think they'd lost. he couldn't get the humiliation of being handed his ass out of his mind. ❝ makes it all better that such a cute girl showed up to the after party, though, @eydetik. ❞ always the flirt, he segues into the compliment with ease, smile on his face.
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