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How could I eat when I'm trying to decide on Bryce or Hank, I thought.
"Um. No. You can have mines." I said, shoving the cup of strawberry froyo Hank's way.

"It's about me, Isn't?" Hank asked. "No." I lied, looking out the window.
"Ali, we been friends for sixteen years. You can't lie to me." Hank laughed, a little bit.

"Okay, yes. It is. I can't believe. I still can't believe that you guys are bothers." I said.

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