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“Stan and I are…dating.”
Sharon’s eyes went wide for a moment. Then she burst into laughter. “What did you smoke this morning?” She put her glass of water on the coffee table and then slowly relaxed into the couch.
“I’m serious, Shay.”
“Yeah, and I’m Mother Superior.” She snorted. “You’re not even bi. You like women. So how do you expect me to believe this.”
“Well, people change. And this has got nothing to do with being bi or straight. It is about liking someone.”
“And you like Stan?” She looked amused. “He’s very manly. Gorgeous but all man. How can it be possible when you both look like gladiators? Isn’t one supposed to be effeminate or a bit soft for this to work?” She was clearly not buying what Will was saying. “Aren’t we a little too old for pranks?” She yawned.
“This is no prank, Shay.” Will looked at his sister intently.