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I step out of my sneakers and socks Leave them in a messy pile

He presses the door shut Clicks the lock Turns to face ht okay?”

I nod

“Iris picked you up?”

“Yeah Thanks… I think”

“You eat so?”

“Were you behind the chocolate chip pancakes?”

He shakes his head “That was all her”

“Oh She’s a good friend”

“Yeah”

“I’m lucky”

His blue eyes bore into mine

I stare back at hiue None are quite right

But I can’t keep up this staring contest forever

I have to say so