all the rumors are true

all the rumors are true

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The door slams open in the middle of the night. Henry and Alex both shoot up, blinking through the dark. "Wha- Zahra, what the hell?" Alex mumbles, making sure to keep the blanket over their naked hips. Zahra exhales slowly as she flips the lights on. "We have a situation. You two need to get dressed and meet me in the office. It's... it's your emails. Someone's hacked the server. They're public." Alex isn't sure he remembers how to breathe. Henry's the first to move, grabbing the small trash can from beside Alex's bed just in time to get sick. // Or, the one where the emails are leaked, but Alex and Henry are together when it happens. Bits from the book, bits from the movie, bits from my own personal AU I've created in my head.
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