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Ava looked down at our joined hands before tracing the line of words tattooed on ers were cool against my skin "Who said that?"

"Charles Bukowski" I looked at iven what I do"

"But not anyrew older" I shrugged, unsure I could explain how I felt

"What does it ht it did yesterday"

MAVIS WAS TAPPING her spoon on the table and I was debating if I was fast enough to snatch it out of her hand I had a feeling I wasn’t and that she’d end up killingof ice I was holding toat all As the adrenaline left my system, I realized I hurt pretty much everywhere

"Can you please stop?" I looked pointedly at the spoon

"Sorry" Mavis sat the spoon down and returned her gaze to the clock above the kitchen sink Within seconds her foot took up the sa

"Ava, did you use my phone?" Oalked into the kitchen, his expression blank

Busted

"Um, yeah I sent an euilty" Mavis perked up "Make hiot to mean it ‘Of course I sent an e while evil henchmen stalkedatinto one of frustration "Did she respond?"

"No" His voice was calm

"Oooh He’s mad" Mavis sat back in her chair and crossed her arlared at her