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Fuck, I needed to get a grip

So et to me

“Sorry,” I un in the back waistband of my pants and covered it with my shirt

Lucy didn’t say anything as she leaned against the wall near the entrance to the kitchen She still looked wiped out, but she seemed steadier on her feet than she’d been At soed her shoes because instead of wet sneakers, she earing shoes that looked like some kind of cross between boots and slippers Her jeans had been swapped out for a pair of leggings

“He’s still asleep,” Lucy murmured

I nodded “I talked to hio, so he should be okay for a bit”

The aardness between us grew and I was once again reirl

I wasn’t equipped to deal with a lot of things

“Can I help?” she asked

I didn’t relish the idea of the girl joining me in the narrow kitchen, but the fact that she was even willing to interact with et her to open up about as going on, at least I’d knohat I was dealing with

“I think I saw soarlic bread in the freezer,” I offered

I forced myself to remain still as Lucy moved pastin close proxiun

Or the knife in the butcher block that was just in front of me

I shook hetti noodles in the boiling water, but as an to lock up, I kneas pointless Luckily, it didn’t take her long to grab the bread as well as the soda fro and she seeles as she brushed past ain and made her way to the counter on the other side of the stove She was still too close for comfort, but I forced myself to remain where I was