The Papaya Incident
Maya's first mistake was letting Chloe pick the movie. Her second was accepting the dare. "You've seriously never had papaya?" Chloe asked, eyes wide like Maya had just confessed ...
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Maya's first mistake was letting Chloe pick the movie. Her second was accepting the dare. "You've seriously never had papaya?" Chloe asked, eyes wide like Maya had just confessed ...
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