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The Shape of Oliver Wright: Part 3

The date was a categorical failure. Again.


Maybe Natalie was right. But even as that thought flickered uncomfortably through his mind, he was already wondering if perhaps Emma would prefer a more laidback date. He glanced at the man in the corner of the coffee shop who sat sprawled in his chair. Oliver could smell the patchouli from here. His shoes were, without a doubt, made from entirely vegan materials. Oliver tipped his head. He could see Emma next to a guy like that. Maybe. It couldn’t hurt to try.


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