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    Johnny sighed. It was clear he still felt guilty, and he wasn’t going to just allow me to drown in my dreadfulness. “Look, Pony. Let me make it up to you.” He pushed off the wall so I could see his face clearly.

    I cocked an eyebrow. “What’dya mean by that?” There was no way Johnny could ever make me feel better about having to cut my hair short. He could probably give me a few bucks or buy me a pack of cigarettes, but it’d still take months for my hair to grow back the way I like it.

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    Johnny tries to make it up to his best friend after having to cut his hair, just not in the way Ponyboy would’ve ever expected.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    Alex should probably adopt a low profile but nothing, even the possibility of being shot, can prevent him from being a little shit. He will work on his survival instincts later, for now he deliberately ignores Sneaky-Face to look at Blue-Eyes : “I’m sorry sweetheart but I’ve no idea who you are. Are you famous? Part of the royal family? Maybe I should have bowed when you arrived?”
    A small smile dances on Blue-Eyes’ lips before he answers : “Henry Fox, nice to meet you. You can google me once you’re done with Pez if you dare, and you’ll find that I am indeed famous in certain circles.”

     

    Alex involuntarily crashes into the life of a mafia boss...

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    Near the center of the room, a huge Saint Bernard—Alex’s own disaster child, Droolius Caesar—is lying on his side, motionless except for the slow wag of his tail. Curled against him, like they were born attached, is a beagle, eyes closed, muzzle resting on Caesar’s front paw. They are, for lack of a better word, spooning.
    “They’ve been like this every day for the last week. Morning to afternoon. They eat near each other. Nap together. They’ve started ignoring the other dogs entirely. I think they’re soulmates.”

    This sounds ridiculous. “They’re what?”

    “Soulmates, Mr. Claremont-Diaz.”

    “But they’re dogs.”

    A soft, British voice speaks up in the periphery. “It’s not unheard of.”

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