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“You don’t need to thank me”

“I do You’re an auy, Dante Thank you”

Thisto take the coet it

Pulling into ot out of the car Sian grabbed so the car, we made our way toward my place, and I typed in ht her here

That seeht her here

So much shit had happened since then

One look at Sian, and I knew she felt the sah time to process it all

We went straight up to my art space In the corner, I had a small table already set up that I mostly used for my art supplies

“Here, let me move stuff,” I said

“You don’t have to We can set up on the floor” She moved to the far here there were no blank canvases or paints

“You’re sure?”

She had already started to take out some of the snacks “I wouldn’t have ave me a small smile

Throwing rabbed my cell phone frouys to let them knoe’d arrived safely

I iood luck with an emoji wink

Rolling el with cream cheese and lots of sliced beef as I hated smoked salmon

Sian had already unwrapped it for e bite

“This is nice,” she said

“Gideon said you want to get your hair done?” I asked

She fingered one of the hacked locks “Yeah, I do”

“Why have you changed your mind?” Some of the cream cheese had squished out of the side of the sandwich, and I used my thumb to wipe it off my cheek

“I don’t know I guess knowing it was Chloe who attacked me I don’t want her to think she has any power over me This is my hair, not hers It probably sounds lame”

“No, it doesn’t sound lame at all” I took another bite of my sandwich