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Forward to 2000: After graduation, working at a factory.
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| Hey--you're the brother of one of my best friends, right? | |
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| Yup. Christopher's the name. | |
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| Huh. And now we work together. What a strange coincidence. | |
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*note: we're still together, and this brought my lifetime batting average up to around .023
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| I'm Bekah. Why don't you come over after work? | |
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| Sure. You're legal, right? | |
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