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"You don't want to do that, gnonorass

"Yeah," I reply sarcastically as I take in the gash on ht red circle on ood luck"

Will stops laughing when he sees the blood on hed if I knew you were hurt" He bends over and takes e on that"

"I wouldn't have a clue where to find one at this point," I reply, referring to the mounds of unopened boxes we have yet to unpack

"You'll have to ith me There’s some in our kitchen"

He re onto my arm as he walks me across the street I feel a little pathetic with hih, and I feel hypocritical to the entire feressed to the damsel in distress

I remove his jacket and lay it across the back of the couch as I follow him into the kitchen It's still dark inside so I assume everyone is still asleep His house is more spacious than ours The open floor plans are sier There's a bayto the left of the living rooe pillows

Several fa the wall opposite the kitchen Most of them are of Will and his little brother with a few pictures that include his parents

I walk over to inspect the pictures as Will looks for a bandage They enes from their dad In the most recent picture, which still looks a few years dated, his dad has his arether for an iray and a thick black e smile His features are identical to Will's They both have eyes that s perfect white teeth

Will’sblond hair and, from the pictures at least, looks tall I can’t pick out any facial features of hers that were passed on to her boys Maybe Will has her personality All of the pictures on the wall prove one big difference between our houses-this one is a home

I walk into the kitchen and take a seat at the bar

"It needs to be cleaned before you put the bandage on it," he says as he rolls up his shirt sleeves and turns on the faucet He’s wearing a pale yellow button-up collared shirt that is slightly transparent under the kitchen lights, revealing the outline of his undershirt He has broad shoulders and his sleeves are snug around the muscles in his arms The top of his head meets the cabinet above him and I estimate from the similarities in our kitchens that he stands about six inches taller thanat the pattern on his black tie that’s flipped over his shoulder in an atte it hen he turns the water off and walks back to the bar I feel rab the wet napkin out of his hands, not proud of the a from me

"It's fine," I say as I pull et it"

He opens a bandage as I wipe the blood off the wound "So, ere you doing outside in your pajauys still unloading?"

I shake my head and lean over and throw the napkin into the trash can "Coffee"

"Coffee? I guess you aren't aperson" Will says this as more of a statement than a question

As he e on my shoulder, I can feel his breath onup them He adheres it to my shoulder and pats it

"There Good as new," he says

"Thanks And I aetto inspect the bandage as I plot my next move I already thanked him I could turn and walk out now, but that would see on hi I don't understand why I' basic actions around him He's just another inhabitant!

When I turn around, he's at the counter pouring a cup of coffee He walks toward me and sets it on the counter in front of ar?"

I shake my head "Black is fine Thanks," I say as I pick up the cup and take a sip

He's leaning across the bar watching me as I drink the coffee His eyes are the exact sauess he did get a feature from her