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“Look at this,” Tina said, brow furrowed. She clicked on the tab and It popped open, filling the screen with adverts and badly formatted text.
“What’s this? Wait, Tina, when did you start reading the daily mail?” Hands on her hips, Sugar looked at her wife. They were Distrustful of that paper.
“Look at the headline, Sugar.”
‘TINA COHEN-CHANG seen practicing kissing with GAL PAL and MILLIONAIRE SUGAR MOTTA. Is this for director and colleague ARTIE ABRAMS?’
Sugar blinked, and blinked again, thinking maybe the blinks would make it disappear. Then she winked, turned to Tina, and leant close. “Let’s get lots of practice, then. For Artie, of course.”