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PROLOGUE

ELLIOTT

Alden

Wow. I’m speechless. Literally. I never thought you’d pick me, and now I don’t know what to say because I have no game.

Elliott

Hey, at least you’re honest… Unless pretending to have no game is your game.

Alden

Nope. No one would be this awkward on purpose.

Wait. I’m not trying to fish for compliments. Don’t compliment me. I’m supposed to be complimenting you.

Elliott

Okay. Then I won’t tell you I was shocked someone like you would want to talk to me too.

Alden

Please. You’re way prettier than me. My hair is boring. Your hair is like a renaissance painting.

Elliott

I see what you mean about having no game.

Alden

BRB I need to think of a witty reply.

So, you’re a journalist?

Elliott

Wait. Where’s your witty reply?

Alden

I couldn’t think of one. Take pity on me.

Elliott

Okay, but only because you’re hot.

Alden

Phew. Pretty privilege saves the day.

Elliott

I write lifestyle articles. Nothing investigative or groundbreaking, but I have my own column about omega dating life.

Alden

That’s so cool! It’s a shame though…