There's someone sitting on Andrew's bed, on the edge most opposite from where Andrew's standing. He's looking at his nails. His hair is short and floppy and several shades of blond, he wears white and gold and distinctly '80s Wayfarers, and he looks awfully familiar.
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There's someone sitting on Andrew's bed, on the edge most opposite from where Andrew's standing. He's looking at his nails. His hair is short and floppy and several shades of blond, he wears white and gold and distinctly '80s Wayfarers, and he looks awfully familiar.
And not at all invited.