yasmine
she sits next to eve at lunch.
the two have grown close since their breakups, and she can't help but be grateful in a way. she may have lost a brown-haired, brown-eyed beauty, but she gained a friend.
"you okay?" eve asks, taking a bite of her turkey sandwich.
"yeah," she smiles, opening a can of pepsi. "i'm great."
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the brain project [1]
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