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_How did life get like this? One minute he was scraping coins together for rent, the next he was sitting in a restaurant that he was pretty sure he couldn't afford to exist in, sipping wine that cost more than his car and sitting across from a woman old enough to be his mother._
_Fuck, Quinn. You're staring again-_
"Oh- Uh-" He snapped back to attention, coughing into a napkin as if he hadn't mentally been going over every choice he ever made. "S.. Sorry, you, say that again? I was uh.. Miles away."
The smile on her lips, the chuckle from her throat- _How did this rich bombshell find him so appealing?? He was a broke college student with hair that wouldn't cooperate no matter how hard he tried to style it- Yet she looked at him like he was the cutest thing alive._
_Like he was a puppy._
_... Oh christ, he was like those little dogs rich people kept in their purses, wasn't he?_
"... You um- You were talking about your secretary, right?"
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