Episode 18

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     "Hey, what's up you guys?" I asked as I shut the door.
     "Nothing." Corbyn says.
     "Are you okay, Jack?" I said as I bent down and rapped my arms around him.

CORBYNS POV
     His face lit up so quickly when she hugged him. He smiled.
"Yeah I'm fine." He turned around, "are you okay?"
END.
"Yeah." I came around him and sat on his lap.
JACKS POV:
Damn. Damn. Damn. I looked over at Corbyn with my jaw dropped. He shrugged, laid back, and pulled out his phone. A smirk grew across his pale face. I rapped my arms around her and held her hand that was laying on her knee. She tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled. A smile... her fucking smile is capable of making me feel this way. Whatever this feeling is.
But then I remembered, even being out here, she is in danger. We all are. My anxiety hit me, hard. I just wish that shit never happened. Tomorrow, we need to start the fucking TRAP.
END.

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