“What’s the password?” “Gaby’s birthday should be a national holiday.” I grinned like an idiot, and fortunately, I was in my room alone so he couldn’t see my facial expression. It had to be bordering on ugly from how hard my cheeks strained in such a short amount of time. “Andddd?” I asked, in what had become our game. He laughed from the other side of the door. “I bought you a book.”
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