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... nd rubbing his neck. He looked like he either got no sleep or he partied with gremlins.
His mom pointed at his eyes. "It looks like you just got punched. Did you sleep last night? I heard your motorcycle, so don't lie."
Cail slumped onto the couch lazily. He was giving off the same vibes as his mother had yesterday. "I have no class, so cut me some slack."
"You look like a cat that just fell into a bucket of fish," his mo ...
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