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Alex, with dark circles so pronounced they looked like permanent shadows under her eyes, lifted her gaze from her breakfast and shot him a murderous look.

"Great joke, Andrew. You really outdid yourself this time," Alex said sarcastically.

"Not bad," Andrew replied with a slight smile, shrugging.

"Not bad," Alex muttered under her breath, mimicking his nonchalance with annoyance.

"If the hypothetical prank we pulled on you doesn't meet your standar ...

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