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42. Avoiding each other

Blake

Damn, I look like a five year old that stole mom’s clothes.

I stared at myself in the mirror for the millionth time, checking the supposed “outfit” Raph provided me, frowning unsatisfied.

It was a summer white dress that was supposed to cling tightly on my torso and fall just abov...

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