"I'm nervous," Brooke looked at herself in the mirror. "You sure I look alright?"
"Gorgeous, right buddy?" Rachel squeezed Easton in her arms making him giggle.
"Mommy looks de best!" he relaxed back looking at her.
"Thanks baby," she leaned down kissing the top of his head before looking back at herself. "Thanks for the dress Rach," she examined herself in the black dress that hit at just below her knees, matched with a pair of her red heels.
"Not a problem," she waved her hand at it. "Just have some fun tonight, maybe let Lucas slide you out of that dress," she smirked and Brooke's eyes widened.
"Not in front of Easton, Rachel!" she scolded and the red laughed.
"He doesn't know what I mean," Rachel shook her head. "But seriously, you going to let that boy get any tonight?"
"Maybe," she shrugged, biting back her smile. "Depends on how the night goes," she swayed over to the jewelry box and searching for a pair of earrings, Rachel telling her anything in the wooden box was fair game.
"Well you have a place to yourself with a very sexy boy so do it already!" she ordered and Brooke laughed. The sound of a knock at the door making her body freeze.
"He's here," she looked at herself, smoothing out the dress. "You sure I look alright?"
"You look amazing Brooke," Rachel stood and headed towards her living room. "Just pick out some earring and I'm going to go let your lover in," she promised, sliding Easton to her hip as she walked to her front door.
"Right, ok," Brooke looked at herself in the mirror one last time, examining over herself and wondering why she was so nervous. She knew the night would be alright, well at least she hoped but she still was nervous, anytime she went out to something like this with Lucas she felt nervous, felt like she didn't belong.
But tonight was going to be alright, tonight was going to be special. Well she hoped so.
"We are going to get the door," Rachel hummed to Easton as they walked to the door, him giggling all the way. "Who do you think it is?" she whispered all secretive to him and his eyes squinted.
"Batman?" he looked at her and she laughed pulling the door open revealing the blonde boy on the other side. "It Lucas!"
"Well he isn't batman," Rachel faked a frown letting the blonde inside.
"Well I'm sorry," Lucas apologized, taking Easton as he reached for him.
"Its whatever," Rachel waved her hand at it and shut the door. "Brooke will be right out," she promised, walking in the back to get her friend.
"What's up little man?" Lucas looked down at the little boy in his arms he had grown so close too.
"Nothing, but you should see momma," his eyes widened. "She looks like dat Princess from Lily's movie!" he informed him making Lucas chuckle.
"She does huh?" Lucas asked, knowing Easton got sucked into watching so many princess movies when they went to Tree Hill the poor guy knew more about them then he did.
"Yup, so pretty," he laid his head on Lucas's shoulder and chewed his thumb. "I hungry…"
"You are?" he looked at him and Easton nodded. "Let's go see if Rachel has some cookies…" he suggested, walking into the kitchen looking around.
"Dare cookies in dat," Easton's chubby finger pointed to the closet and Lucas nodded walking over to it.
"Alright," he pulled open the closet it revealing tons of food and him locating Easton's favorite cookies. "Here we go," he pulled out the box and walked over sitting Easton on the counter, grabbing his sippy cup from his bag on the counter and filled it will some chocolate milk from the fridge.
"I lub dis Lucas," he took a cookie and licked it, chocolate covering his upper lip.
"I know you do," Lucas chuckled, grabbing a cookie for himself. "Yum…" he grinned with a mouth full of cookies making Easton laugh.
"Stealing cookies?" that raspy voice entered his ears and he looked up and his eyes widened.
"You look…" he ran his eyes over her swallowing the food in his mouth. "Amazing…"
"I told you," Easton shook his head grabbing another cookie. "Like a Princess…"
"Thanks," Brooke blushed, walking into the kitchen, Rachel following behind her. "You look amazing too," she leaned up on her toes giving him a gentle kiss. "Mmm…chocolate," she licked her lips from the chocolate that left Lucas's lips and transferred to hers.
"I just don't get it," Rachel mumbled to herself, still not believing Brooke and Lucas hadn't slept together.
"What?" Lucas finally pulled his eyes away from Brooke to the red head.
"Nothing," she flipped her hand at it and slid behind Easton taking a cookie.
"Well we need to head out," Brooke laced her fingers with her boyfriend's. "Baby you be good tonight ok?" she placed her free hand on his head and tilted his hand back to look at her.
"Always mommy," he ate another cookie and took a long sip of his milk. "Have fun," he mumbled against his cup and the adults laughed.
"You too gorgeous," she leaned down kissing his head. "I will get him tomorrow…"
"Make it late," she smirked and Brooke blushed as Lucas chuckled and awkwardly cleared his throat.
"Alright," Brooke tugged Lucas's hand and headed towards the door.
"Bye little dude," Lucas held out his fist and Easton pounded into it.
"Bye Lucas, bye momma love you!" he called.
"Love you too," she flashed a smile before heading out the door.
"Oh finally," Lucas placed his hands on her hips and spun her around hooking his mouth onto hers. "I've wanted to kiss you all day," he mumbled against her mouth, stumbling her backward as he back hit the wall.
"Mmm…" she slid her arms around his neck pulling him down closer to her. His teeth nipping at her bottom lip before sucking it between his teeth making her moan. His hands sliding down her body and yanking her into him. "Mmm…" she pulled back from their kiss, his breath racing in and out of her and resting his head against hers. "I shouldn't kiss you so often if I get one of these when you miss me," she giggled and he growled, dropping his mouth over hers.
"I always miss you," he wrapped his arms around her and deepening the kiss, kissing her a little longer before pulling away. "And you look so damn sexy," his hands rested on her hips and she blushed.
"Come on Broody," she took boy his hands in hers and pulled him forward. "Let's go get to that party so we can leave early and I can take you home."
"What happens when we get home?" he kinked a brow as they stepped into the elevator, Brooke falling against the wall as his hand dropped above her shoulder.
"Play your card right tonight Boyfriend and a hell of a lot," she smirked and his eyes turned a blaze looking at her.
"Oh I can't wait to get home," he covered his mouth over hers, knowing even if they couldn't do much he was going to kiss her as long as he could before they reached the party.
"Wait!" Brooke giggled as Lucas went to open the limo door. "I have to fix my dress," she shifted it around to adjust what had been screwed up. "My dress doesn't look all straight and neat now," she leaned up in his lap kissing him.
"Yeah, well I'm not very ironed out either," he smirked buttoning his pants.
"Not my fault you got handsy," she kinked a brow, lacing her fingers through his and bringing them to their side.
"Yeah, I'm the one who got handsy," he chuckled leaning to kiss her knowing as soon as they got into the limo both of the young couples hands slipped under things and in things.
"What's gotten into you tonight anyway?" she questioned, Lucas being a little more touchy then he normally got.
"I want you," he growled in her ear and it made her skin tingle. "So bad," he admitted kissing her neck. He knew she wanted to wait, he understood it but it didn't change he was a guy and he was crazy about her. If he had to take one more cold shower he was going to shoot something. He never wanted anything or anyone as much as he wanted Brooke, it was driving him mad.
"You want me?" she pulled back to look at him and he nodded. "You've never said that to me before," she sucked her bottom lip in her mouth looking at him.
"Not like you aren't aware of this," he let out a slight chuckle and she blushed.
"I just…" she ran her hand through his hair. "You've never actually told me that you wanted me before."
"I assumed it was known," he nipped at her lip and she moaned against his lips, the light tapping on his window making him growl. "Yeah?" he rolled down the window a little to peer out at his friend on the other side.
"What are you doing out here? If I have to go in so do you," Clay chuckled, squatting down a little and looking inside the car. "Hey Cookie…"
"Hey Clay," Brooke blushed a little, a little embarrassed that her friend caught her straddling her boyfriend. "We will be right in…"
"Better be," they heard Quinn's voice before Clay got tugged away and the window went back up.
"Ready to go inside?" Brooke leaned her head against her boyfriend who frowned.
"Yeah I guess," he gave her a final sweet kiss before Brooke slid from his lap and they opened the door. "But I do plan on taking you home tonight," he whispered rough in her ear and she felt a chill run down her spine.
"Cause you cookie me?" she giggled and he laughed turning her to look at him with a serious look.
"So damn much," he admitted, dropping his mouth to cover over hers. "Now come on," he rested his head against hers. "Let me show off my gorgeous girl."
"Ok," she trapped her tongue between her teeth smiling as he took her hand and lead her inside.
"My feet hurt," Quinn whined leaning against the wall and rolling her ankle until it popped. "But you look…content," she looked at her friend who was standing with a silly grin.
"I love him," she admitted with a smile. "He doesn't know, I haven't said anything but god Quinn…" she turned to look at her friend. "I am so stupid in love with him. I forgot how good this feeling was."
"Brooke I'm so happy for you," Quinn beamed so excited for her friend. "Are you going to tell him?"
"I want to," she told her brushing her hair back watching her boyfriend laughing. "Tonight it's just us and I was hoping if it goes how I wanted we go back to his place and well you know," she smirked and Quinn smiled shaking her head. "And I tell him."
"I'm so excited for you!" Quinn squealed, a few people turning to look at her and them both busting out into giggles. "It's about damn time you got some," she whispered low and Brooke chewed her lip nodding.
"It's been over a year since I last got some," she used air quotes. "But god Quinn every time he touches me….ugh!" she tingled just thinking about it. "He is good to me, amazing to me and I plan on showing just how much he means to me tonight."
"Are you going to tell him….I mean everything?"
"I want to," she told her honestly. "I want to be honest with him Quinn. I just…I don't want to lose him because of it. Lucas isn't the type of guy to take that ok I know. I mean he and I are in a good place, a really great one actually and I think…I think maybe I could quit you know? Maybe just quit and never tell him. I would hate to see the way he looks at me if he knows that truth."
"Well you know I would never tell anyone," she placed her hand on her shoulder giving it a squeeze. "And just me and you know. If you want to quit and him never knowing he will never know."
"Thanks Quinn," she gave her friend a smile knowing she would never say anything. "You are the best," she pulled her into a hug loving her best friend more than anything.
"This I know," she laughed pulling out of the hug to look at her. "And you are the best to Cookie, don't ever think differently."
"Thanks," she gave a half smile, it turning to a full one when she felt two arms slip around her waist. "Better be careful my boyfriend is around here somewhere," she teased and Quinn broke into a smile and gave a nod stepping away to give them so alone time.
"Is he the jealous type?" Lucas whispered in her ear giving it a sweet kiss.
"So jealous," she spun in his arms to face him. "And he is a very large guy so he has no problem defending my honor."
"Oh sounds like an awesome guy. Lucky you," he smirked and she grinned as he leaned down to kiss her. "I was wondering if we could go somewhere to talk…"
"Yeah sure," she nodded, slipping her hand in his as he led her out of the large room and to the elevator. "Where are we going?"
"There is a business room on the seventh floor I needed to go to," he told her hitting the round button and the elevator rising up. "Are you having fun tonight?"
"Yeah," she spun around in his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck. Lucas swaying her to the light elevator music coming through the speakers. "I'm with you so obviously I think it's a fun night."
"Good," he leaned down to kiss her, giving her a spin as they stepped out of the elevator and Brooke giggled.
"You're so corny."
"You enjoy it," he glanced at her and she just laughed again. "But come on," he stopped at a big oak door and pushed it open to reveal a dark room with a large table with chairs surrounding it.
"So what are you looking for Mr. Scott?" she questioned, walking into the room and around the desk, never seeing one so big in her entire life. Well other than the one she sat at with Clay and their lawyer, Carrie and hers at the reading of Will's will. Something she didn't want to think of at the moment.
"I actually wanted your opinion on something," he told her, grabbing her hand and pulling her to a white board that was covered up. "What is your thoughts on this?" he pulled the black cloth revealing a sample of a few sketches.
"What do you mean?" she looked at him a little confused.
"They guys wanted to do a new design for the cheerleading and players uniforms. Yet all the people are guys and what they have come up with…"
"Is this," she looked at the low cut outfits and he nodded. "Well, honestly from a girl's point of view I would change a few things," she admitted.
"Change away," he held out a pencil and she looked at it as he pushed it towards her.
"Well," she lifted the board and sat it on the large oak table. "The thing is when the game is kinda shitty, no offense, the cheerleaders are still going to be peppy and draw attention. I know you are guys but the mystery of a girl is way better than just stripping her naked."
"Mystery?" Lucas looked over her shoulder and she nodded as she erased some stuff.
"To me a girls revealing shoulder can be so much sexier than all this skin revealing," she told him, bringing the hem of the girls tops down about an inch. "If it was me, I would add more to the bottom and make sleeves go in about an inch. Show some leg because you know it's important but at the same time families come to these games. I mom isn't going to bring her daughter in fear she will dress like these girls and she won't bring her son for…well other reasons," she cut her eyes up at him and he chuckled.
"So in this case we want to cover up a little more?" he questioned.
"Yeah and I would design it a little differently," she told him. "You want the name of the team across the front obviously but you also want the colors to stand out. Nothing boring, but nothing that hits you. These women are in their early to mid twenties so dress them like that. Don't overdo it with glitter, but don't under do it with boring plain colors."
"Uh huh," Lucas watched as she erased and drew and redid some things, a smile on his face as he watched her go to work. "I like that," he admitted, honestly a little surprised. When Quinn suggested to him to talk to Brooke about this he didn't know just how good she was. He believed she was good but didn't know just how good.
"Well its nothing much," she placed her hand on her hip pulling back to look at it. "Just a rough sketch."
"But it's a good rough sketch for a five minute time frame," he admitted and she just shrugged. "What if you had more time?"
"What do you mean?" she scratched her ear looking at him.
"I was talking to Quinn about getting her to design our new uniforms but she said she was more of an interior designer then a clothing designer so she suggested I ask you."
"Ask me what?"
"Well I talked to Clay and the guys and they talked to Quinn and she might have stolen a few of your sketches and showed them to our design team and they might have passed along a contact and I might have that contract for you to sign and do our new uniforms."
"What?" her jaw dropped looking at him.
"Quinn is designing the new gym so she will be with you most the time so I'm not just throwing you to the sharks or anything but I want you to kinda work for me Brooke."
"Lucas no," she shook her head. "No, I mean…you don't have to do that."
"I know I don't have to do that, I want to do it."
"I know but I don't want to be the girl who got a job because her boyfriend is the boss," she told him knowing the things she would hear if that happened.
"You didn't get the job because you are dating the boss. The design team doesn't even know we are seeing each other. They had a stack and they picked the ones they liked best, you were the best."
"Lucas I haven't sketched anything since Easton was born. I don't know what Quinn gave them but it can't be something that is related to basketball…"
"Its not…it wasn't anything like that but these people get paid a ton of money to know what talent is and they saw your stuff and knew you were good Brooke. Plus the pay isn't bad…"
"I don't know Luke…" she scratched her neck thinking about it.
"Brooke I'm a business man," he told her like she wasn't aware of this. "And I like to think a pretty good one and this company means a lot to me. I'm not going to throw someone into the mix if I didn't know with everything in me that they were right for the job. You didn't even know Quinn took it so if they didn't like it we could have returned it and you never known, they loved it Brooke."
"They did?" she looked up at him and he nodded.
"I know you aren't looking for hand outs Brooke. I know you and I understand that but this isn't that. This is someone being awesome at something and never getting the chance to explore that talent, and her being my amazing girlfriend is just a bonus," he wrapped his arms around her waist bringing her close. "So at least think about it. Please?"
"I'll think about it," she promised and he grinned leaning down to kiss her.
"Ok," he nodded figuring that would be her answer. He knew her; he would have been surprised if she said yes right away.
"Luke…" she whispered looking up at him and he looked down at her with a smile and suddenly her nerves took over. She hadn't told those three words to anyone in a long time and she was fearful of his reaction. "Thank you," she said instead and he dropped his head against hers.
"For what?"
"Just…just so many things," she touched his cheek, leaning on her toes to kiss him. "You amaze me every day."
"You do the same," he wrapped his arms tight around her and took his time alone with her to get in a few more of those kisses he had been missing all day.
Standing in the large ballroom Brooke looked around feeling uncomfortable. Lucas left her side for a moment and she hated she was alone. When she had Quinn she felt fine, when she had Clay or Lucas or hell even Nathan she felt fine but when was alone she felt out of place.
On top of that Theresa was there. Apparently she was friends with people here and Brooke hated how well she mixed with the group of people, there were so many you rarely saw the same face twice but some of the looks she got…it was like they knew she didn't belong.
All these women oozed money and even in Rachel expensive dress she felt they knew she didn't have much of a dime to her name. Plus when she was in these places she thought of Will. Lucas reminded her of him in a few ways. His kindness, his gentleness, the way he treated everyone the same. Will and Lucas would have gotten along perfectly and she wished her big brother was around to meet him. To realize she was ok, or at least was going to be ok.
Grabbing a water that passed by her to brought it to her lips and frowned when she glanced up to see Theresa sliding around the group and arriving next to Lucas and Clay. Her eyes cut over at her a moment and gave her a look she could read before introducing herself to a dark headed man by Lucas and hugging him. She once again looking comfortable in the place Brooke should be comfortable in.
"I need some air," Brooke shook her head, tucking her purse under her arm and moving to the two large French doors and pushing them open. The cold New York whipping her in the face as she stepped onto the balcony, grabbing her purse she searched for her phone.
"Oh sorry," the feeling of déjà vu hit her as she spun around to face the dark headed man that was just hugging Theresa.
"No it's ok," Brooke shook her head. "I was just calling to check on my uh- my son," she looked down not really wanting to give a second strike to her night; everyone here already seemed to have a problem with her.
"Oh," he nodded, taking a slow step out on the balcony. "Is he young?" he questioned, Brooke raising a brow at him. "You just don't look that old so I assumed he must be young."
"He's two," she told him and he nodded, leaning up against railing and looking down.
He was older, his dark hair had small strands of gray and his face held some wrinkles that Brooke assumed held many stories, he was a bigger man, broad shoulders, at least 6'2" but his eyes looked empty, well not empty but more pained, and she knew that look, her eyes held pretty much the same thing.
"I have children," he randomly told her as he studied his scotch. "I couldn't tell you anything about them but I have children."
"Children are amazing," she whispered not wanting to say something that bothered him. If he was talking to Lucas he had to be important and if he was important she didn't want to screw up. Especially if Theresa was already in good with the older man. "How old are you children?"
"In their twenties," he told her and Brooke was a little shocked, he looked older but not that old. "Two boys," he told her.
"Boys are the best," she admitted leaning on the railing. "Every girl I've known wanted a little girl but I won't lie I wanted a little boy. They are easier," she smiled and he chuckled. "Do your children not live by you?" she asked and he looked at her confused. "You said you don't know them that well… I just… I assumed they didn't live here."
"They live here," he told her and nodded shifting a little uncomfortable. "I never took the time to know my kids," he told her not sure why he admitted that to a complete stranger. Standing inside watching the group of people and his sons talking he realized he missed out on a lot, way more than he ever wished and he hated himself for it. "I like you call to check up on him. I should have done things like that. I just thought working and giving them things would be enough."
"Children don't know money," she told him. "They don't understand big homes and fancy cars. They know love and gentleness."
"That I agree on," he let out a chuckled leaning back and breathing in deep. "I'm sorry where are my manners, my name is Dan," he outstretched his large hand that she took.
"Brooke Davis," she told him and he smiled giving a nod.
"So Brooke what are you doing here?" he questioned and she shifted a little uncomfortable by that. She knew she didn't look like she belonged.
"I…well…"
"You don't look like the people here," he told her and she looked down embarrassed. "The women here wouldn't have said what you just said. They are all shallow," he said with a slight laugh and she let out a sigh of relief following a smile. "So please tell me you aren't about to marry one of those over paid players in there?" he thrust his thumb back and she laughed.
"Kinda," she admitted. "I date one of those over paid business men in there," she told him. "You know Lucas Scott?" she questioned and his eyes widened a little before giving a nod. Brooke already knowing he knew him being as they were talking when Theresa walked up. "We've been together a few months."
"You're Lucas's girl," he nodded with a gentle smile. "Good for him, he deserves a good girl and not one of those dumb tarts. You have a good head on your shoulders, he needs that."
"Thank you," she smiled leaning on the rail. "I just feel like maybe I don't deserve to be here," she confessed before thinking. "You're right, I'm not like these girls and I don't…well they make that feeling clear."
"Its jealousy," he told her without a second thought. "Most the girls in there are in unhappy marriages or just dates to the men. I've heard Lucas talk about you; they all know he is crazy about you so they hated you before you even got here. Nothing you did wrong, they are just jealous of the gorgeous girl who really didn't do much but got Lucas."
"You think so?"
"Yeah, don't let them bring you down," he gave her a wink. "But you check on that son of yours," he gave her a smile and nod and spun on his feet.
"Dan!" she called and he turned to face her. "Maybe it's not too late to check on yours," she gave a one shoulder shrug and he let out a small laugh and smile.
"You have a goodnight Miss Davis."
"You too," she gave a nod and with a final smile he turned on his feet and left her alone.
"Brooke?" she shut her phone turning to find her favorite boy behind her, well second favorite. "Was Dan talking to you?"
"Yeah, you know him?" she arched a brow as the blonde headed towards her.
"No," he shook his head with a sudden look of pain flashing through his eyes before he shook it away. "But come on Quinn was looking for you," he told her, grabbing her hand and pulling her inside.
"Where is she?" Brooke looked around the room not spotting her.
"I don't know. She sent me looking for you and then disappeared," he ran his blue eyes around the crowd in search of his girlfriend's best friend.
"She's dumb," Brooke laughed brushing her hair back. "Oh I see her," she nodded to the corner of Clay and Quinn.
"Ok well you go see them and I'm heading to the bathroom," he leaned down kissing the side of her head. "Be back in a minute and then maybe we can head out."
"Sounds good to me," she lit up a bit looking at him. "Hurry back Boyfriend."
"As fast as I can," he winked, releasing her and heading out of the room. Brooke spinning on her heels and heading towards her friends.
The sudden voice and word making all the air escape her lungs as she heard, "Penny?"
Her eyes locked on Clay knowing he was the only person to playfully call her that, the only person if it wasn't a person from somewhere else.
"No," she swallowed the lump in her throat, suddenly feeling dizzy as she turned on her feet to face the voice and the color drained from her.
"Damn," his normal smirk plastered on his face and she felt dirty in his presence. "How much do I have to pay to get you to be an escort?" he questioned and she felt her mouth run dry looking at him.
"I…I'm not…" she stuttered, closing her eyes and feeling the tears building as she tried to gain control. "I'm not an escort," she gritted her teeth opening them to look at his evil eyes burning into her. She always felt so dirty in his presence. Every time he came in he asked for her, and every time he asked he would leave a mark on her she hated she had to explain. She told Lucas and Rachel and all her friends she burned herself so many times with a straightener she didn't know how they still believed it.
"You do look sexy thought," he took a step forward and touched her wrist making her slap it away.
"Don't…don't touch me," she ordered. "You can't just touch me when you want, Mike."
"Not like I haven't touched you plenty of time. Next time I was thinking of renting out a room," he smirked and her blood ran cold.
"Just leave me alone," she begged her voice crackling as she looked at him. Her whole body freezing up when an arm swung around her waist. "Lucas…" her heart pounded into her chest as her body trembled.
"You met Brooke," he looked at his friend in front of him and Brooke's eyes snapped to the man in front of her who looked a little surprised before he returned his smirk.
"You're Brooke," the way he said her name made her want to cry. "Lucas's Brooke," he let out a slight chuckle shaking his head as his eyes cut from Lucas before looking onto hers.
"Please…" Brooke begged low looking at him, praying he wouldn't say anything.
"What?" Lucas looked down at his girlfriend who looked as if she'd seen a ghost. "You ok?"
"Yeah," her voice cracked as she brought in a breath. "I just…I didn't catch your name," she lied, feeling Lucas hold his gaze on her before nodding.
"Oh well Brooke, Lucas's Brooke," he stretched out his hand with his smirk, the fear of touching him taking over as her hand nervously shook taking it. "It's nice to finally meet Lucas's perfect girl," Brooke saw the look in his eyes making her want to shatter. "I'm his friend and business partner."
"You're name?" Brooke swallowed the large lump, still trying to play off not knowing him as his handsome face turned to a look of evil before whispering in the low deep voice that always made her skin crawl, "Felix."
A new update! I wrote a one shot that if you haven't checked out you can! It's a one shot about Naley for a story I'm going to be starting soon about Brucas. But of course I'm going to try and finish a few of my other stories first. This one and Best Friend Little Sister I don't think will have much more. Best Friend maybe five or six if that and this one maybe a little more!
I'm saying I won't put up the new story before finishing a few but who knows. I like writing it so maybe I will put it up! It's all up to y'all! If you want it let me know and I will put it up! If you want me to wait well ok I will wait so let me know!
Well I hope you enjoyed! Things are going to start happening so enjoy!
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