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"Here," said Healy. She held out a lighter and clicked it on.
“What are you, my boyfriend or something?” said Holland.
Healy hesitated for a moment, while Holland slouched harder against the wall behind her and tried to convey through her eyeballs, I’m just an innocent little heterosexual, it would be an awful shame if some sinister old lesbian seduced me later tonight.
Healy, thank God, caught Holland’s drift and leaned in closer. She cupped her hand around Holland’s to shield the lighter from the summer breeze until the tip of the cigarette caught.
“You in the market for a boyfriend, March?”
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- Part 1 of Ain't Nobody Straight in L.A.
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25 Jun 2026