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[font=times new roman][color=black]|Adam Wells |
[size=11pt][font=times new roman][color=black] Slinging his bag over his shoulder, he looked down at his own sweatpants and shirt before slipping on his shoes. "Let's go now," He told her, eager to leave the house and avoid getting caught. Of course, there was also part of him that was just jittery at the fact that they were running away together.