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“Gonna leta step forward

“Nope”

“Wasn’t really a question, Sweetbea”

“Don’t call me that”

I ignored her scowl and keptforward until she had no choice but to step out of ainst my chest

“Is this really necessary?” she asked, shutting the door as I walked farther into her living room

“Yeah”

“I don’t want you here”

“That’s pretty clear,” I replied, walking down her hallway I knew she had an extra bedrooht, and I found it easily I re I’d ever forget, but I figured I’d get a lot less fight out of her if I didn’t put my shit in her room

“If there’s an issue, why aren’t we on lockdown?” she asked, trailing behind me “I mean, that I could understand I don’t knohy you have to—oo on the bed and turned into her My hands carasp her hips to keep her steady, but within seconds, she was taking a huge step back

“Ju at my lips

“No”

“Alright” I nodded and stepped around her “What’s for dinner?”

She sputtered and stoh I’d barely ever been to her house, when I opened the door, I found a six pack of

“These old?” I asked, lifting one up before setting the neck against the edge of her countertop

“Don’t!” she yelled, startling me “Those counters are new, you idiot”

I watched her silently as she searched for a bottle opener, finally finding it in the bottom of one of her kitchen drawers She obviously hadn’t used it in a long time

“No, they’re not old,” sheit with a flick of her wrist before handing it back I took a long pull as she tossed the top into the garbage

“You get ’ee of raw pork out of the fridge

“Obviously”

“Thank you”

“Don’t mention it”

I took a seat at her kitchen table as shetherumbled

“You live with Rose, so you’ll have to cut me some slack,” she told me over her shoulder “Her food is insane”

“Christ, I can’t eat there h school”

“You weren’t fat!” she argued, spinning around to glare at me