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"I can’t believe he’s going along with this" She flops on her bed, then wrinkles her forehead and stares at the mattress "Did you make my bed?"

"Yes," I say sheepishly, but she doesn’t seeht rear its incredibly tidy head every now and then, and so far she hasn’t batted an eye when it happens The only items on her don’t-touch-or-I’ll-fuck-you-up list are her shoes and her iTunes music library

"Wait, but you didn’t fold ht ere friends"

I stick out ue "I’leawith fresh-froestures to the basket in question "--and you aren’t the teensiest bit te wrinkles as we speak Lonely socks…longing for their pairs--"

"Let’s fold your laundry," I blurt out

A gale of laughter overtakes her san

An entire week passes before I’m able to tick another item off the list So far, I’ve completed four out of the six, but these last two are a bitch to acquire The wheels are inhard I’ve been searching high and low for it, even contes are a lot ht they’d be

It’s Tuesday afternoon, and I’ up Hannah, Allie, and Justin’s girlfriend, Stella, at the dra, and then the six of us are supposed to drive to the diner in Hastings for lunch But the irls told us to e

"Holy shit--is that a red velvet chaise lounge?"

The guys exchange a WTF look "U toward the stage The girls aren’t here yet, which et over here," I call over my shoulder

Their footsteps echo behind e, I’ve already whippedfor my belt buckle I stop to fish my phone from my back pocket and toss it at Garrett, who catches it without ht now?" Justin bursts out

I drop trou, kickbut my black boxer-briefs "Quick Take a picture"

Justin doesn’t stop shaking his head Over and over again, and he’s blinking like an owl, as if he can’t fatho