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"You girls will have a hard time doing lyrical dancing to Post Malone," Nathan jokes with the biggest smile on his face.

"I think you'll find many people have danced to Paste Making actually," I crow back at him folding my arms. "You mean Pete Malloy." Alaska interrupts me, scooting over Nathan so she can lay over next to me on my other side. "Who is Pete Malloy and Paste Making?" He asks, confusion written in his voice as he helps Alaska climb over me and him like a child.

"Who you just said, stupid." I wheeze as Las'es knee hits my lower stomach.
"I said Post Malone."
"Yeah, that's what we said."
He rolls his eyes, "and this is the exact reason we don't drink ladies."

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Nathan Lawson isn't your average guy, he gets straight grades, had two very opposing hobbies and never hangs around with a crowd.

Robin Crosby is the total opposite. So why is it that these two end up becoming friends and burying their trust in one another?