You and Robin have a sleepover where you talk about your crushes.

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The late afternoon sun slanted through Robin Buckley’s bedroom window, painting stripes of gold across the cluttered floor. Music posters, cassette tapes, and half-finished homework covered every surface. The air smelled faintly of hairspray and the strawberry lip balm Robin was constantly applying.

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