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I’ll call you,” she promised, turning away from him as quickly as she could and scurrying through the mass of people towards the vendor’s room. He watched her well-shaped bottom wiggling away appreciatively. Just a few minutes later, his phone throbbed in his pocket, and then began to play the Fantasy Wars victory theme. Pulling it out with a smile, he swiped his screen. His pace faltered and his smile abruptly drained away at what he saw, and the con-goers walking behind him jostled into him for a moment. “Sorry,” Brian muttered distractedly, looking back at his phone in confusion. It was a text. From his ex-girlfriend.

Chloe-Ravioli: We need to talk.

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