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Ansel smiled as he hugged back, his shirtless torso showing off his newest tattoo. “Sup?”
Mitchell pulled away and grinned at his old friend. “Ahhhh, same old, same old. Sister’s still a slut.” He laughed softly.
“So where do you want to go?” he asked, sliding an arm casually around his shoulder. “Mmmm… We could catch a flick, go...