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Navigating the closet I kept myself in was hard enough without my asshole neighbor interfering. From one day to the next, I couldn’t tell if he was my boyfriend or my enemy — the kisses he planted on me in secret said one thing, but the pranks he pulled on me in public said another.
We were bound to take one of those things too far. The only questions left were which one… and what the hell I was going to do about it.

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