❝ 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜 '𝕟' 𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕝, 𝕓𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕠! ❞
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Shane Madej is a demon. No, I'm not kidding. Though, why he decides to spend his time hunting ghosts and tormenting Ryan Bergara under the guise of a BuzzFeed employee; I couldn't tell you. However, h...
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"Hey, Evan," Ryan called from the other room.
"Yeah?"
"There's someone I'd like you to meet." Ryan emerged into the living room followed closely by... another Ryan? No, it wasn't another Ryan, but someone who looked almost identical, save for being a little shorter and wearing a pair of glasses. "This is my brother, Jake."
Jake eased his way around Ryan, pushing up the sleeves of his hoodie as he did so. He stuck his hand out for Evan, offering it to her.
She took it. "Nice to meet you." And shook it.
Once she let go, Jake let his arm fall to his side, nodding slightly in greeting. Not talkative much, eh?
"He's a dentist," Ryan chimed in.
"Um, actually, I'm studying to become a dentist," Jake corrected. "At UCLA. I'm starting in August."
Ryan shrugged. "Ah, well, close enough."
Jake opened his mouth halfway but closed it before a word could leave his mouth.
"Well, um, congrats."
He nodded again. "Thanks." He brought his arms to his chest, leaning to the side as if he were trying to look at something behind Evan.
"Is that Micki's?"
"Huh?" Ryan tried to follow his gaze.
"That." Jake pointed to the brown and white dog bed squeezed behind the couch. Evan tried, emphasis on tried, to move out of the way so Ryan could see.
"Oooh, yeah," he said, sticking his thumbs into his jean pockets. "Mom brought her over yesterday and forgot to take the dog bed back with her. I was hoping nobody would notice."
"I didn't," Evan said. "Not until he mentioned it, at least."
"You're probably not that observant then," Jake said. "It's kinda right there."
Ouch, that's gotta sting.
"But no offense, though," he added quickly.
"None..." Evan bit her tongue, frowning. "None taken."
