“Call me,” it reads, followed by a long string of grouped numbers, none the right length for a phone number.
Harold’s face almost passes for unmoved, but for the teasing glint in his eyes when he turns back to the projection screen. “Happy hunting, Mr. Reese.”
(Harold doesn't make things easy for John, but he make things a lot more interesting.)
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30 Jan 2021
Just the cutest college AU.