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Not that I can prove it

Oh, God, what did I do? Ito kill me

My heart is ha as I push into the condo andon the floor, shime for the other half-bottle of wine froht

I pull off the stopper and drink directly from the bottle

“Uh, hi”

I freeze and turn to find Zane watchingroom

“Hi,” I say after I finish the bottle I toss it into the recycling bin and pull another out of the fridge, reaching for the corkscrew

“Bad day?”

“Bad week” I’ to twist the sucker into the cork, but ht “Daainst me?”

“I got it,” he says s it “But before you get hammered on wine, do you want to talk about it?”

“No” I snatch the bottle and take a sip,him wince I start to pace around the kitchen, back and forth “Okay, yeah I do These kids are feral They’reLittle bullies”

I drink

“And don’t even get me started on their parents A few have been nice, but for theto like this part You ht hate me”

His eyebrow flings up “Did you call the paparazzi?”

That stops me in my tracks, and I frown “No Of course, not I’m an idiot, not an asshole”

“Okay, what happened?”

“This kid, TiI kneas telling him that I live with Captain America”

I drink again, unable to look Zane in the eyes

“But don’t worry Hisher kid out offrom a liar So, they probably don’t believe me”

“You’re not a liar,” he says with a scowl “And I’m pissed that she called you one”

“Yeah, well, you should be pissed that I told someone you live here Because that’s not cool I know you’re lying low It just happened Because he earing a Captain America shirt, and…oh, hell I don’t know”

I finally sit on a stool in defeat

“I’o throw e, but I have too much left to live for I’ve never even had sex for fuck’s sake I want to knohat that’s like So, instead, I’ll just quit o sell handmade necklaces on the beach in Mexico”