Hra alebo niečo viac?

Hra alebo niečo viac?

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16 ročná študentka obchodnej akadémie Violet sa vyberie na výmenný pobyt do Ameriky aj so svojou spolužiačkou a zároveň aj najlepšou kamarátkou Mirou. V Amerike sa zoznámia s Chloe, ktorá ich má previesť celou školou. Večer zájdu všetky tri do klubu, kde Chloe stretáva svojho bývalého kamaráta, ktorý je strašný nafúkanec a dievčatá má iba na zábavku. No čo sa stane ak spozná Violet? Ostane naďalej takým chladným? A čo ak skrýva nejaký dôvod prečo to robí? Toto všetko a oveľa viac sa dozvieš v našej novej story.
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