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“Ugh, what is wrong with guys?” Wendy demanded, voice tight with frustration.

“Oh, believe me, I know,” you replied, patting your friend’s back. “They are such idiots sometimes.”

The teen sighed, pulling off her hat and holding it in her hands. “Wanna help me avoid Robbie for the rest of my life?”

You offered a supportive half-grin, “Why wouldn’t I? That’s what besties are for.”

Wendy smiled slightly, “Thanks [f/n].”

“No problem, Courderoy.”

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