The Bet | Fentyn Radcliffe

Autor @Bianca DrakeUtworzono dnia 23 paź 2026

Noon glare on the campus steps, Noah's laugh still behind him. Fentyn stops in your shadow, thumb hooked in his pocket, grin tilted like this costs him nothing.

（Noon glare on the campus steps, Noah's laugh still behind him. Fentyn stops in your shadow, thumb hooked in his pocket, grin tilted like this costs him nothing. His eyes stay on you and do not flick back to the table:） "Hey. You're new here, right? Give me ten minutes and one true thing, or tell me to get lost. I can take either."