Maybe Not: A Novella by Colleen Hoover (Epub)

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Colleen Hoover, the New York Times bestselling author of It Ends With Us and Maybe Someday, brilliantly brings to life the story of the hilarious and charismatic Warren in this new novella.

When Warren has the opportunity to live with a female roommate, he instantly agrees. It could be an exciting change.

Or maybe not.

Especially when that roommate is the cold and seemingly calculating Bridgette. Tensions run high and tempers flare as the two can hardly stand to be in the same room together. But Warren has a theory about Bridgette: anyone who can hate with that much passion should also have the capability to love with that much passion. And he wants to be the one to test this theory.

Will Bridgette find it in herself to warm her heart to Warren and finally learn to love?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

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Colleen Hoover is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of more than twenty-three novels, including It Ends with Us, All Your Perfects, Ugly Love, and Verity. In 2015, Colleen and her family founded a nonprofit called The Bookworm Box, a bookstore and monthly book subscription service that has donated over $1,000,000 to various charities to date. Colleen lives in Texas with her husband and their three boys. For more information, please visit ColleenHoover.com. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Maybe Not Chapter One I’m convinced that hell has an intercom system and the buzz of my alarm clock is played at full volume on repeat against the screams of all the lost souls. Which is why I’ll never murder anyone, because there’s no way I can live with this sound for eternity. I can’t even live with it for five seconds. I reach over and stop the alarm, dreading another day at work. I hate that I have to keep this shitty barista job just to pay for school. At least Ridge lets my sporadic rent checks slide in exchange for my managing his band. It works for now, but God, I hate mornings. I stretch my arms, bring my hands to my eyes, and begin rubbing the sleep out of them. When my fingers meet my eyes, for a split second I think maybe my worst fears have come true and I’m actually burning in hell, because SHIT! Motherfucker! I’m going to kill him! “Ridge!” I scream. Oh, God. It burns. I stand up and attempt to open my eyes, but they’re stinging too badly for them to be of any use. It’s the oldest prank in the book, and I can’t believe I fell for it. Again. I can’t find my shorts—God it hurts so bad—so I stumble my way to the bathroom in order to wash the pepper juice from my eyes and hands. I find the doorknob and swing the door open, rushing straight to the sink. I’m pretty sure I hear a girl screaming, but that very well could be me screaming. I cup my hands beneath the stream of water and bring them up to my eyes, rinsing them over and over until the burn starts to subside. Once my eyes begin to feel relief, my shoulder starts to ache from the repeated blows being delivered to it. “Get out, you pervert!” I’m awake enough now to know that I actually did hear a girl screaming, and now that girl is hitting me. In my bathroom. I grab a hand towel and press it to my eyes while I shield her punches with my elbow. “I was peeing, you sick bastard! Get out!” Shit, she hits hard. I still can’t really see her, but I can recognize fists when they’re flying at me. I grab both of her wrists to keep her from assaulting me even more. “Stop hitting me!” I yell. The bathroom door that leads to the living room swings open and my left eye is working enough that I can tell Brennan is standing there. “What the hell is going on?” He walks toward us and removes my hands from her wrists and then stands between us. I bring the towel back to my eyes and squeeze them shut. “He barged in on me while I was peeing!” the girl yells. “And he’s naked!” I open one eye and glance down. I am, in fact, completely naked. “Jesus, Warren. Put on some clothes,” Brennan says. “How was I supposed to know I’d be attacked in my own bathroom?” I say, pointing at her. “Why the hell is she using my bathroom, anyway? Your guests can use your bathroom.” Brennan immediately holds up two defensive palms. “She didn’t spend the night with me.” “Gross,” the girl mutters. I don’t know why Ridge thought it would be a good idea to rent a four-bedroom apartment. Even though one of the bedrooms is empty, that’s still two people too many. Especially when guests spend the night and don’t know about the designated bathrooms. “Look,” I say, pushing both of them toward the door that leads to the living room. “This is my bathroom and I’d like to use it. I don’t care where she slept or who she slept with; she can use your bathroom. This one’s mine.” Brennan holds up a finger and turns to face me. “Actually,” he says. “This is a shared bathroom. With that bedroom.” He points to the door that leads to the other bedroom. “And that bedroom now belongs to . . .” He points to the girl. “Bridgette. Your new roommate.” I pause. Why did he just call her my roommate? “What do you mean, roommate? No one asked me if I wanted a new roommate.” Brennan shrugs. “You rarely pay rent, Warren. You don’t really have a say in who lives here.” He knows I don’t pay rent because I help manage their band, but Ridge does take on the brunt of the financial expenses. He makes a good point, unfortunately. This isn’t good. I can’t share a bathroom with a girl. Especially a girl with that good of an arm. And especially a girl with all that bronzed skin. I look away from her. I hate that she’s hot. I hate that she’s a brunette, because I really like her long, light brown hair and the way it’s pulled back, all messy and shit. Dammit! “Well, this has been a really fun bonding moment,” Bridgette says, walking toward me. She shoves my shoulders, pushing me back toward my bedroom. “Now wait your turn, Roomie.” The bathroom door closes in my face and I’m standing in my room again. Still naked. And maybe a little emasculated. “You can leave, too,” I hear her say to Brennan, right before the door to the living room slams shut. Seconds later, the water begins running in the shower. She’s in the shower. My shower. She’s probably taking off her shirt right now, tossing it on the floor, pulling her panties down over her hips. I’m fucked. My apartment is my sanctuary. My man cave. The only place I can go where my life isn’t ruled by women. My boss is a woman, all my professors are women, my sister and my mother are both women. Once Bridgette steps into my shower and makes it her own with all her girly shampoos and razors and shit, I’m screwed. That’s my shower. I walk to Ridge’s bedroom and flip the light switch a couple of times to give him warning that I’m coming in, since he’s deaf and can’t hear me knocking or stomping toward his room like a kid about to tattle on his little brother. I flip the switch two more times and then swing his door open. He’s lifting up onto his elbows, groggy-eyed. He sees the anger on my face and he begins to laugh, incorrectly assuming I’m here about the pepper-juice prank. I hate that I fell for it. I’m such a deep sleeper though, and he gets me every damn time. “That prank was stupid,” I sign to him. “But I’m not here because of that. We need to talk.” He sits up in bed and reaches over to tilt his alarm clock so that he can check the time. He looks back at me, agitated. “It’s six-thirty in the morning,” he signs. “What the hell do you want to talk about at six-thirty in the morning?” I point in the direction of the new roommate’s bedroom. Bridgette. I hate her name. “You let a girl move in?” I make the sign for roommate and continue. “Why in the world would you let a girl move in with us?” Ridge makes the sign for Brennan’s name. “That’s all him. I don’t think he would have accepted no for an answer.” I laugh. “Since when are girls important to Brennan?” “I heard that,” Brennan says from behind me. “And saw you sign it.” I face him. “Good. So answer the question.” He glares at me and then looks at Ridge. “Go back to sleep. I’ll handle the five-year-old.” He motions for me to follow him into the living room, turning out Ridge’s bedroom light as he exits. I like Brennan, but the fact that we’ve known each other for so long makes me feel like he’s my little brother sometimes. My annoying-as-fuck little brother. My little brother who thinks moving his women into our apartment is a good idea. “It’s just for a few months,” Brennan says, continuing toward the kitchen. “She’s in a rough spot and needs a place to stay.” I follow Brennan into the kitchen. “Since when did you start providing rescue homes? You don’t even let girls spend the night when you’re done with them, much less move in with you. Are you in love with her or something? Because if that’s the case, this is the stupidest decision you’ve ever made. You’ll get tired of her in a week and then what?” Brennan faces me and calmly holds up a finger. “I told you earlier, it’s not like that. We aren’t together and we never will be together. But she’s important to me and she’s in a tough spot and we’re going to help her, okay?” He takes a bottle of water out of the fridge and opens the cap. “It won’t be that bad. She’s in school and works full-time, so she’ll hardly ever be here. You won’t even notice.” I groan, frustrated, and run my hands down my face. “This is great,” I mumble. “The last thing I need right now is some chick taking over my entire bathroom.” Brennan rolls his eyes and begins walking back toward his bedroom. “It’s a bathroom, Warren. You’re acting like a little shit.” “She hit me!” I say in defense. Brennan turns and cocks an eyebrow. “See what I mean?” He walks into his bedroom and closes the door behind him. The water turns off in the shower, and I hear the curtain slide open. As soon as the door to her bedroom shuts, I walk toward the bathroom. My bathroom. I try to open the door from the living room, but it’s locked from the inside. I walk through my bedroom and check that door, but it’s locked, too. I walk out of my room, straight into her bedroom. My eyes catch a glimpse of her before she screams and pulls a towel in front of her. “What the hell are you doing?” She picks up a shoe and tosses it at me. It hits me in the shoulder, but I don’t even flinch. I ignore her and walk into the bathroom and slam the door shut. I lean against it, lock it behind me, and then close my eyes. Dammit, she’s hot. Why does she have to be hot? And I know it was just a glimpse but . . . she shaves. Everywhere. It’s bad enough I have to share a bathroom with a girl, but now I have to share it with a hot girl? A hot girl who has a severe mean streak? A hot girl with a sick tan and hair so long and thick, it covers up her breasts when it’s wet, and shit, shit, shit. I hate Brennan. I hate Ridge. I also love them for doing this to me. Maybe having her for a roommate could be a good thing. “Hey, asshole!” she yells through the door. “I used all the hot water. Have fun.” Maybe not. I walk to Brennan’s room and swing open the door. He’s packing a suitcase and doesn’t even look at me when I stalk over to him. “What now?” he asks, annoyed. “I need to ask you something and I need you to be completely honest with me.” He sighs and turns to face me. “What is it?” “Have you slept with her?” He looks at me like I’m an idiot. “I already told you no.” I hate that he’s acting so mature and calm about this situation, because my reaction is making me feel really immature. Brennan has always been the immature one. Since the moment I met Ridge . . . God how long ago was that? Ten years? I’m twenty-four, Brennan’s twenty-one . . . yeah. Ten years. I’ve been best friends with them for a decade, and this is the first time I’ve actually felt inferior to Brennan. I don’t like it. I’m the responsible one. Well, not as responsible as Ridge, obviously, but no one is. I do manage Brennan’s band, and I do a hell of a good job of it, so why can’t I seem to control my reactions right now? Because. I know myself, and if I can’t get rid of the new roommate right away, then I’ll more than likely become infatuated with her. And if I’ll be infatuated with her, I need to make sure Brennan isn’t. “You have to be honest with me, because I think you might be in love with her and I need you to tell me you’re not, because I think I might want to kiss her. And touch her. A lot. Like, everywhere.” Brennan’s hands fly to his forehead and he looks at me like I’ve lost my mind. He takes several steps back. “Are you listening to yourself, Warren? I mean, fuck, man! You yell at me three minutes ago because you hate her and don’t want her here, and now you’re saying you want her? Are you bipolar?” He makes a good point. Jesus, what’s wrong with me? I pace the room, trying to figure out a solution. She can’t stay here. But I want her to stay. I can’t share a bathroom with her, but I don’t really want anyone else to share a bathroom with her, either. I’m a little bit selfish, apparently. I pause my frantic pacing and look at Brennan. “Why is she so mean?” Brennan walks over to me and calmly places two hands on my shoulders. “Warren Russell, you need to calm the hell down. You’re starting to freak me out.” I shake my head. “I know. I’m sorry, I just. I don’t want to be attracted to a girl that you’re involved with, so I need to know now if that’s the case because we go too far back to let something like this mess us up. But you also know you can’t just drop a girl that looks like her in my lap, and expect me not to go there in my head. And I just saw her naked and now I’m useless. Ruined. She’s so damn perfect beneath all those clothes and . . .” I look up at him. “I just want to make sure I’m not stepping on any toes when I fantasize about her tonight.” Brennan stares at me, mulling over my admission. He pats me twice on the shoulder and returns to his suitcase. “She’s mean, Warren. Probably the meanest girl I’ve ever met in my life. So if she murders you in your sleep, don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He closes his suitcase and begins to zip it. “She needed a place to stay and we have an extra room. Her life makes mine and Ridge’s look like a cakewalk, so go easy on her.” I take a seat on the edge of his bed. I’m trying to be sympathetic to the situation, but the business manager in me is skeptical. “She just called you out of the blue and asked if she could move in with you? Don’t you think that’s a little suspicious, Brennan? You don’t think it has to do with the band finally making a name for itself?” Brennan glares at me. “She’s not an opportunist, Warren. Trust me on that. And hit on her if you want, I couldn’t care less.” He walks toward the door and grabs his keys off the dresser. “I’ll be back next week after the last show. Do you have our hotel rooms squared up?” I nod. “I emailed you all the confirmation numbers.” “Thanks,” he says as he walks out of the room. I fall back onto the bed and hate the fact that Brennan isn’t into her. That means she’s fair game. I was kind of hoping she wasn’t. But then I smile, because she is. –This text refers to an alternate kindle_edition edition.

Reviews from Amazon users, collected at the time the book is getting published on UniedVRG. It can be related to shiping or paper quality instead of the book content:

⭐ “The only difference between falling in love and being in love is that your heart already knows how you feel, but your mind is too stubborn to admit it.”I’ll be honest when I read Maybe Someday Warren was probably my favorite character. He was just so funny and charismatic that you wanted a friend like him in real life. Then I get to Maybe Not and it’s a whole story about him and Bridgette. Honestly Maybe Someday give you this bad impression on Bridgette and I loved seeing a different side to her and Warren. Instead of being the funny charismatic guy we saw in book 1 Warren is more down to earth and caring in this novella. I loved getting to read and see the love blossom between these two and I loved how Bridgette’s guarded personality didn’t scare Warren away but made him want to help her learn to love and be loved in return.

⭐ Charming, outstanding, hilarious, and…I’m trying to think of another ‘O’ word…orgasmic? No? With this book, maybe…I think my two favorite Colleen Hoover books are novellas. I’m serious. Finding Cinderella was absolutely flawless, and I think that Maybe Not was pretty damn perfect as well. Sometimes you don’t need all the extra stuff, you know. The sides and gravy, all those dressings and nonsense. Sometimes all you need is the meat, the hearty stuff that really fills and nourishes you (no offense to vegetarians – you’re superhuman). Maybe Not was 130 words of hearty goodness.This novella featured two characters (who I loved!) from Maybe Someday, Warren and Bridgette. Warren is a lovable prankster, and Bridgette is, well, an unlovable bitch. He’s free and fun, and she’s tense and angry. A match made in romance heaven. Out of desperation, Bridgette moves into Warren’s apartment, and he finds himself battling (not very hard) not to get hard for his roommate. Of course, Bridgette hates Warren with a fiery passion, and the more heated hatred she throws his way, the hotter he burns for her, and the closer she draws him in.The best part of this book was the sexual tension, which isn’t something I’ve ever said about a Colleen Hoover book. Her signature style of sass, humor and emotion was all over this one, but it was rendered even more awesome by its sexiness. Warren and Bridgette’s love story went from one of playfulness and raunchiness to true connection, which I thought was romantic. I loved that I got to know more about these smaller players, and I got to fall in love with their touching love story. I read this because I wanted something entertaining to distract me for a few hours, but once I’d finished I realized that hidden in this seemingly small and lightweight package was a heartfelt romance.

⭐ An entertaining short read. I’m happy about the series altogether. I especially loved Maybe Now, which I read after this and it ended fabulous IMO. So this was nice to have an understanding of their backdrop before reading that.I felt like the ending of this book came to an abrupt stop and continued with the beginning story of Maybe Someday, which makes absolutely zero sense considering that’s the first installment of the series. It made the book appear longer than it was as well… Not sure why the author did that.

⭐ A brief synopsis: Warren is thrown off when he is told he will now be rooming with a woman named Bridgette. He doesn’t pay rent so he can’t really say no but Bridgette is extremely rude and disrespectful. Looking past her prickly exterior, Warren begins to realize there may be more chemistry between the two than he initially thoughtMy review: A super short, but super cute novella. It has its spicy moment so this is my forewarning about that. The characters are likable and I am happy that Hoover wrote a spin-off about the two, even though it was shorter. Warren and Bridgette’s story is a really light hearted and quick read and I recommend it to anyone that likes a little enemies to lovers romance

⭐ Wow wow wow. If there is one author I am am completely fangirling over, then it is without a doubt Colleen Hoover. And what better surprise could it be than to find out about the release of this unannounced novella, a mini spin-off from Maybe Someday.This short and sweet novella deals with Warren, who is Brennan’s and Ridge’s roommate (Ridge bring the main character of Maybe Someday). When Brennan brings in another girl into their too big apartment too room with them, Warren has mixed feelings about it. He can’t help being attracted to Bridgette, but she seems to be a total bitch. Will Warren manage to break through her walls and through the facade she built up?Well as per usual with Colleen Hoover, this novella hooked me from the start and until the very end. While I really disliked Bridgette in Maybe Someday, Maybe Not gives you a better glimpse into her life and explains why she acts like she does. And Warren, who just came across as the crazy porn-watching roommate, now becomes a sweet and cocky boy who hopelessly falls for the roommate and does what he can to get to her.This novella had impeccable writing, was written from a delicious make-POV only, and was absolutely sweet and romantic, funny, and… Wait for it… over the top steamy! Needless to say that I loved the hell out of this!!! Thanks Colleen for sharing with us your gift of story writing and making wonderful characters come to life in your books.

⭐ Maybe Someday stole my heart and my breath on so many occasions, but it was Warren and Bridgette who often had me chuckling to myself, giving my heart much needed respite from the emotional onslaught. The thing with Colleen Hoover’s writing is that I always, always want more, her words transport me so completely to another place that I’m always eager to revisit these friends I’ve made along the way.Maybe Not is a novella that packs the same punch as a full length novel, and gives you how Bridgette came to live with Ridge and Warren, and how Warren slowly won over Bridgette. As I’ve come to expect from Colleen Hoover, Maybe Not was full of emotion and heart and laugh out loud moments that had me snickering to myself, revelling in this whole new side of these two characters that lifted and lightened my heart in the novel that started this journey.Maybe Not was a sometimes hilarious, sometimes poignant and heart warming look into the depths of Warren and Bridgette’s personalities, showing not only the feisty and cantankerous nature of their relationship but the vulnerability they opened themselves up to once embarking on building on a roommate relationship.Colleen Hoover once again proves why she is one of my favourite authors, her ability to weave a story, to build characters you care for, need to know more about, and admire is a testament to writing prowess.

⭐ “I feel like I’m two different people right now. I’m a guy who finds his new roommate insanely attractive, but I’m also a guy who can’t stand to be around his b**chy new roommate.”When I read Maybe Someday, I instantly loved the character of Warren. He was funny and blunt, I just loved him! I’m so thankful that Colleen decided to write his story.When Bridgette walks into Warren’s life, he has no clue what he’s up against. She has had a bad upbringing and life hasn’t been kind to her. What she doesn’t need is a jerk trying to annoy her or try to get into her pants…too bad for her, huh? hehe. Warren can’t stand her, and yet, he can’t get enough of her either.”I’ve never been more turned on than I am right now. I’ve also never been more proud of myself than I am right now. Walking away from that mouth and those hungry eyes was the hardest thing I’ve had to do, but also the most important. I have to keep the upper hand, because that girl has way too much power over me, and she doesn’t even know it.”The sexual tension was off the charts with these two! Goodness! My heart was racing just waiting for them to finally give into each other. I did love the banter between them, and the pranks.”I hate you.””I hated you first.””Don’t do that again.””You started it.””You kiss like you’re trying to resuscitate a dead cat.””You kiss like you are a dead cat.””You probably screw like a limp noodle.””I screw like I’m Thor.”I seriously enjoyed their love/hate relationship! Once Warren gets to know more about Bridgette, he sees her better than anyone ever has. She’s not as tough as she seems. Her shell is slowly breaking for him, and he can’t wait to be the one to pick up the pieces.”Every human has a weakness and I think I just discovered what hers is. Me.””I need her to admit that there’s an actual heart inside her chest. And that sometimes it beats for me.”All in all, I absolutely loved this novella! I also would not be opposed to having a Brennan novella as well;) Gotta get all the guys in there! I have enjoyed these characters, truly. You never cease to amaze me Colleen!! <3"Have you ever been in love, Bridgette?""It's hard to fall in love with a-holes, Warren.""Maybe you just haven't met the right a-hole yet." ⭐ Rough around the edges Bridgette and Warren are an interesting match. We first meet them in book one, Maybe Someday. Warren is a best friend to Ridge and Bridgette is one of their roommates. She has serious attitude and a meanness about her that most people avoid her all together. For whatever reason though, Warren is extremely attracted to both her looks and her attitude.This part of the story overlaps a good portion of book one, though we only see Sydney and Ridge in a few scenes. Obviously, right? Since this novella is told from the POV of Warren and is primarily focused on his interest in Bridgette.I liked seeing the transformation in Bridgette as Warren gets under her skin and begins to break down the incredibly high walls she has surrounding her heart. This is one novella that I felt added a lot to the story. (side bar: I'm not usually a fan of novellas)This book had more language and more mature, graphic situations than Maybe Someday did. Both are New Adult books so that is to be expected.If you loved reading about Warren in book one, then you'll enjoy delving into his obsessions in this story.Favorite Quotes:An even though she's the most inconsiderate person I've ever met in real life, I can't stop smiling. I think we may have just bonded.I want her to feel everything she's ever deserved to feel at the hands of someone else's. She deserves to feel beautiful. She deserves to feel important. She deserves to feel cared for. She deserves to feel respected. She deserves to feel like there's at least one other person in this world who accepts her for exactly who she is."The only difference between falling in love and being in love is that your heart already knows how you feel, but your mind is too stubborn to admit it."Final Rating: 4 stars ⭐ Colleen Hoover is right at the top of the list of my favorite authors. And out of every story written by Colleen, Maybe Someday is my absolute favorite. I anxiously wait for each story she is writing because I have complete faith in her creativity and writing ability. One week ago, like so many other of her loyal readers, I was astounded to learn that Colleen was publishing a surprise novella about her secondary characters from Maybe Someday, Warren and Bridgette!Readers like myself, who fell in love with Maybe Someday, can now comprehend what is behind all of the anger, hostility and combustible emotions at war between Warren Russell and Bridgette Cox. Written from Warren's point of view, this surprise novella is titled Maybe Not. Ridge, Sydney and Maggie all play a part in this story, but this time they slip into the role of secondary characters. Although this story is primarily about Warren and Bridgette, I found it interesting to experience Warren's personal feelings and inner dialogue while he considered what was going on between Ridge, Maggie and Sydney. I felt this was a positive addition to the reading experience for Maybe Someday.Because I enjoyed the humor of Maybe Someday, I was delighted to see it return in this novella! Warren, Ridge, Bridgette and Sydney continue to pull pranks on each other and some of them are quite brilliant! There were a couple of places in the dialogue where I could sense Colleen's personality come through in her writing, and I just loved it!Warren and Bridgette were so funny together! They were mean to each other, then they were sweet to each other. I thought Bridgette's personality was plausible for someone who had previously lacked love in her life. Her character growth seemed natural as she progressed from being angry, hard and controlling to a more trusting and loving individual. Warren was incredibly entertaining as he struggled to interpret Bridgette's words and actions! I loved that their anger and meanness towards each other served as foreplay!Altogether, I have nothing but words of praise for this novella! Warren and Bridgette's story was lighthearted, funny and sexy! Colleen Hoover has earned a solid 5-star rating for Maybe Not! ⭐ I was so excited when Ms. Hoover announced she was writing a companion novella for Maybe Someday, and I got even more excited when I found it was about Warren and Bridgette. Well, Ms. Hoover definitely delivered! The magic and amazing-ness that comes with Colleen Hoover's book is present and overflowing in this novella. Wonderfully written and outrageously funny, Maybe Not is sure to satisfy any and all fans of the original book.Warren (who we already knew was hilarious) is just a riot, and I loved everything about him. He had my laughing so hard and out loud that I was getting weird looks from my family. Bridgette is as feisty as we have come to know, and we find out so much more about her as a character. They make the most adorably, perfect couple, and I loved watching their relationship start and grow into something special. The sparks fly between them, and they are meant to be together, there's no doubt in my mind. One of my favorite scenes was when Warren and Bridgette visit Warren's sister. The scene was charming, cute, and where you saw a true side of Bridgette.I highly recommend this novella to all fans of Colleen Hoover. You can still read this as a standalone, and this would serve as a nice introduction to Colleen Hoover's writing. However, I think you appreciate the novella much more if you read Maybe Someday first. This is a must read, and I wouldn't mind more novellas- maybe about a certain brother(hint hint Colleen)!Happy reading 🙂

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