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"Good thing I wasn't carrying things down," said Lana, sitting next to Pete on the tiny staircase to the Talon's attic. She nudged him with her shoulder. "What's up?"
"You know I like Chloe? As a girl, not just as a friend."
"Yup."
"She still hung up on Clark?"
Lana shrugged. "Not exactly."
He nodded, opened his hands. Pink paper with
Chloe+Lana
in a big heart rested against thick brown fingers. "She hung up on you?"
She shook her head and took the paper from him, balled it up. "That's mine." She stood up and offered her hand. "Chloe was helping me put stuff away. Let's go."
