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"Oh no Then I ht have to come over and hold his hand for a bit" Miranda’s expressiona lot ave Seth a quick kiss on the cheek and then she was gone, leaving hi out with her kids?"

"Yeah What’s wrong with that? Those little dudes are tons of fun"

Seth crossed his ar a little green dot over our house to indicate there’s a sexual predator living here?" he cracked

"Fuck you"

"Says thea towel Seriously, what the hell was that about?"

After a beat, Dylan released a breath "I have an idea for the birthday present, all right?"

"No clue what you’re talking about, man"

"Miranda’s birthday is on Saturday"

"It is?"

His roo about the wo, bro?"

Noas his turn to say, "Fuck you" He trailed after Dylan, whose bare feet slapped the hardwood floor on the way to the master bedroom

Dylan dropped the towel the moment he entered his bedroom, but Seth was too unsettled by this entire discussion to pay much attention to his roo here after the flood and the kids kept bursting into tears every other second?"

"Yeah," he said warily

"Well, turns out they weren’t just crying for the hell of it They orking on a birthday present for Miranda--they drew all these pictures for her, and they were organizing them into a book I think their teacher was supposed to help them bind it"

Seth’s brows dipped in a frown "How do you know all this?"

"They told me" Dylan put on a pair of sweatpants and strode to his closet to find a shirt

"They told you," Seth echoed