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Sunday, March 8, 2020

No Promises

Lucas wanted to ignore the ringing sound coming from the purse now slung over his arm, but it kept buzzing and vibrating enough that he finally gave in.

“’Sup,” He snarled.

“Raquel, thank goodness. Are you okay?” The voice on the other end asked.

“So that’s this chick’s name? Yeah, I’m not her. I mean, I AM her, but I’m not her.”

“Oh, God, I had hoped she wasn’t affected by this weird body swapping thing. But I guess she was; I mean, I guess you were. I guess you both were. Please don’t do anything weird to my girlfriend’s body!”

“Honestly, Bro, with a hot bod like this, I can’t make any promises...”

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