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“Seven minutes.” / That stumped him. His head tilted slightly in confusion and Pacifica’s heart thumped in her chest. Traitor. / “Huh?” / “I’ll give you seven minutes to do whatever you want to me,” she said, smiling a little when his jaw dropped. “If you don’t snitch and let me stay.” / Or Pacifica is petty and trades her body to win a prank war. dipcifica lemon