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Justin should know better.

Playing Truth or Dare with Alex is like playing Russian Roulette with all chambers loaded. Or maybe something way less dramatic? Whatever, the point is: the outcome is predictable.

Alex isn't big on telling the truth, and Justin's usually happy to provide her with a dare.

Except, this time it's Gigi doing...

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Alex is not spying on her brother.

She's just... keeping the enemy under surveillance. Yeah. That's what she's doing.

'Cause she's out of blackmail material and she's gonna need a pretty massive distraction in about a week, when she fails Spanish. Again.

So, obviously, sneaking up on Justin in the bathroom is the most logical choice....

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Alex was holed up in her room, shrunk into a desperate heap on the floor, hiding behind her bed, shaking and muttering to herself. She was breaking out in a sweat, headache setting in. A small zip-up maletin sat on the rug susunod to her, empty dime bags, an unused syringe and tourniquet. She was out of heroin and knew she was...

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There were things Justin Russo, as a good boy, simply couldn't do.

Like break rules or lie to his mother or chop his stupid little brother into stupid tiny pieces and feed him to gargoyles.

"But you can totally reverse it, right?" Max asked sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.

"Hoo, no," Alex grinned, "you are so not reversing...

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It's not a big deal.

After all, Justin's taught her everything else. Honestly, it's the only time she's enjoyed learning.

He showed her how to charm her veggies into kendi when she was three. Pressed his lips to hers when he was six and didn't know better. Took her out to fly when she just couldn't learn from anyone else.

So, yeah,...

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"You're studying."

As far as observations go, it isn't a particularly interesting one. It isn't a question, either, but Justin seems to be waiting for an answer, so whatever.

"Yeah," Alex says, slamming the book shut a little harder than she needs to. Like it's a hint or something - she was studying, but now she's sitting here answering...

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They had just closed up the Sub Station for the night and everyone else was upstairs getting ready for hapunan so Justin had a rare moment of quiet relaxation in the lair. Taking full advantage of it, he was stretched out on the sopa with his feet propped on the coffee table. His head was tilted back, resting comfortably while...