Tryouts to My Heart
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Where Callum Gibson and Caohime Kavanagh have hated each other since birth.
Because their parents have been best friends for forever, It's been non stop yelling and teasing since the womb.
In fact, in all the years they've known one another, the only thing they have in common is their love for their shared cat, McWhiskers.
When the two find themselves bonding at the Friends and Family Annual Summer Barbecue, they never look back.
Suddenly sharing late-night laughs, almost-moments, and dramatic custody over one very spoiled cat, confuses everyone. Including themselves.
One thing leads to another, and Callum and Caohime find themselves in a messy situation - fake dating!
The circumstances are unlucky and complicated.
Everything's confusing and awkward.
But will the two be able to admit their feelings, that they might not even know they have, before it's too late?
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