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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