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It was like fate was tempting her, because the next afternoon, Maysilee spots Wyatt Callow outside of the café for the first time. All the while, Haymitch's words can't stop ringing through her head: You miss one-hundred percent of the shots you don't take. Fortunately, he's sitting alone in the library, his face in a book as he furiously scribbles notes. Maysilee can't make out the subject, prays to god that he's not a smelly Computer Science major, and realizes that she still can't figure out a good way to approach him. Like, 'Hello, we've never really spoken outside of your workplace, but I think you're really pretty, and you should model for me.' Who says that? [or, maysilee is a frustrated fashion major in need of a model, wyatt is a barista, and haymitch quotes wayne gretsky] | Word Count: 9,584 |
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