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“What’re you looking at?” Vi asks, her eyes crinkling in amusement.
Shit. Caitlyn really is fucked.
“I… nothing,” she murmurs, blushing.
“Really?” Vi arches an eyebrow. “Kinda looked like something.”
Caitlyn curses herself for being so weak and, well… gay. There’s simply no way she has the willpower to resist that stupid fucking smirk.
/ In which Caitlyn's been set up on a blind date. So has Vi. And nothing goes according to plan.
