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She sticks her tongue out and grabs the extra fluffy blankets, "At least you’re getting your shit Mine isn’t arriving for like days"

I look at down atyou again but, can I get her stuff? Her parents sent it, but it’s not here and she won’t have e a ridiculous questions’

’Thank you’ I hate being nice to hi a dick

’You are welcoo easy on Stu ;-)’

’Ok…’ I feel weird about the text, his winky face is strange for

’Also remind her my car is off limits for any extra curricular activities she has planned with him!!’ He never uses exclamation marks For him it’s like jazz hands, extra flashy He really means it

I scowl at my phone and text back, ’No E No Leave me out of it’

She nudgesYou’re all flushed"

I frown at her, "I don’t even want to kno he knows about the date, but he says go easy on Stuart and no nasty stuff in his car"

She smiles deviously, "No promises"

My heart stops, "I have to ride in the car You know you can’t do that in there right?" My voice has the slightest hint of panic in it

Her smiles fades, "I knoouldn’t It was a joke"

I reach intoand fish around "It’s not here It’s not here" I see it in the back of mind I’ve left it on the desk in the room I squirted some on my hands and placed the bottle down My heart starts to race

"It’s okay, they sell it here" She tries to cal, "I don’t have it"

"They have it here They have it in the soap section" She grabs s me to the aisle She cracks open a bottle and squirts it on ulates as the cold of it soaks my skin and the alcohol fills my nostrils

She smiles and dumps some on her hands too She puts the opened container in the cart, "See Crisis averted"

I s and feel the heat on my cheeks, "I can’t do this I can’t do school I can’t do cafeterias and bars and pubs and desks Oh god, desks I forgot about desks"

She rolls her eyes and grabson nutbag"

I laugh nervously

She looks back and s eye sex in the car" IHe likes the ht, that I called frivolous, and stands back to appreciate the e’ve done It feels hoood at this

"I like it"

She smiles at me, "You okay with this all?"

I nod and look around, "The clutter is a lot for me but it feels like a roouarding everything like a dragon It’s weird to have everything out where we can see it and use it But I like it"

She crosses her aroing to the gy over to go for a walk I’od You’re dating his driver I thought it was ’I’m not Japanese’ food tomorro is there a walk planned already today?"

She flashes her phone at h pitched

I make a pouty face and walk out the door, "I hate you"

"YOU LOVE ME YOU LITTLE SLUT!" She shouts atin the hall across frorins I furrow rin harder I scurry away quickly

The industrial feel of the building is wearing off I see color and life everywhere now Only one day ofto cons or covers The handles have fun sayings hung fro the shiny industrial flooring see my headphones into y air Boston late August is hateful It’s the only way to say it Hateful I heard one of the Southies say it and I agree The way they say it is cooler though Haytful It’s awesoht next to our dor overwhelmed I push it away and casually stroll over to the wipes and grab a handful I take huge breaths and focus my mind as I wipe down the treade in my stretches I start the

I run