7: Trust Issues

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Update: I have given up on posting. 

We finally finish the house tour and I flopped on a couch in the living room. I was exhausted from all of the flyings. Wilt sat next to me. I sat up. Wilt asks, "We've been walking for most of the day, should I get a snack for you?".

"No thank you."

I'm won't fall for this. He may seem nice, but I wouldn't give in. I tell him, "I'll just get myself something."

Wilt sputtered, "No! I insist!".

But I was already out the door. Wilt came up to me, "I can get it for you! It's fine! It wouldn't be much of an issue. I don't have anything else to do anyways."

Then I hear from the ground, "WILLT!! I need your help!".

While he's distracted, I flew off. I get to the kitchen. I opened the pantry and grabbed some chips. That might have seemed a little mean. I grabbed two bowls and some dip.

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