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Conor:He’s got forty years to come around.

Declan:LMAO.

Declan:Okay, so I’ll listen out for a call from Sin.

Conor:Nah. It’ll be Rex.

Conor:Just try to keep their asses out of jail.

Declan:Will do.

Declan:You happy, Con?

Conor:This world is fucked, and I’m dealing with shit that makes my skin crawl, but I’m with her. So yeah.

Declan:I get you. Glad for you, Kid.

Conor:Same goes. Give Cameron a hug from me and tell Shay I deleted that video on Snapchat and IG.

Declan:LOL. He’ll love you forever.

Conor:He won’t when he realizes I’m the reason both will be offline for a couple days. :P

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WARRIOR’S DANCE - THE PRODIGY

THE FOLLOWING DAY

When my phonelit up with a message, I stared at the link with a frown.

Reaching for one of my earbuds, I slotted it in then pressed play.

As a rock fan, “Warrior’s Dance” by The Prodigy wasn’t exactly my thing, but I listened to it with a smirk, head rocking to the synth loop.

“Knew you’d like it,” Star called out from the bedroom.

“You don’t know I liked it.”

“Sure I do. You listened to the whole track.”

“How do you know?”

“You hummed the last melody.”

“Sneaky. You shouldn’t have been listening.”

“That’s our anthem. We’re the warriors.”

We.

Liking the inclusion, I got to my feet and stretched while I began the short walk to where she was lying down.

Burrowed among ten or so cushions that Edgar had happily provided upon her request, the duvet covering her almost entirely, she had her laptop on her knee. Beneath the duvet, she had a mouse she used to control her computer.

“It’s not that cold,” I remarked with a soft smile.

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