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"Anya!"
I heard my named called out and cringed instantly. "Yes..." I replied, clutching my bowl of popcorn to my chest.
"If I roll a 7..." Amy smirked, her eyes sparkling. "You have to make out with Harry for at least 10 seconds."
My mouth fell open as I glanced between Amy and Harry, who was also open-mouthed in a sort of shock. I wanted to wipe that look off his face.
I practically threw the bowl of popcorn into Hazel's lap, a look of determination written on my face. "You're on."