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— WORKING alongside Clay at the Cresmont definitely enlivened Hannah’s days. Whether it was his nerdy aura or genuine nature, oh how she admired him in many ways. It was a slow day, a Tuesday night. No one sees movies a Tuesday, but that didn’t stop the grand accumulation of gum propped between each movie seat. With her fork in her hand, she intensely focused on removing the sticky substance. With a forceful push she managed to succeed. Jumping in glee, she fisted her hand whilst shooting it in the air. ❝Gotcha!❞ She mocked before turning to Clay. Cupping her hands around her mouth, she couldn’t help but snicker. Her sticky culprit had managed to land right on his left cheek. ❝I, hah, I’m sorry Helmet!❞












