Chapter Sixty-Seven
Oliver
Ollie vB: She’s pissed.
Romeo Costa: What did you do?
Ollie vB: I might have announced our engagement on the New York Times.
Romeo Costa: What engagement? THERE IS NO ENGAGEMENT.
Ollie vB: Semantics.
Romeo Costa: That’s not what semantics means. The lobotomy truly did a number.
Zach Sun: Go ahead and order a futon. It’s over.
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