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-ˋˏ " Because the way you look at me makes me think that you want more. " ˎˊ-
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"You know, when I allowed the three of you to sleepover I wasn't expecting it to just be the two of you acting all lovey-dovey in my kitchen." I laughed at Emma and Norman who were arguing in the kitchen, "what are you even fighting about?"
"Because I'm trying to make cookies and HE is trying to steal the cookie dough!" Emma groaned, struggling to fight Norman away.
"Just one spoonful and I'll back off!" The albino whined while trying to grab the spoon.
"It's no use trying to get them to knock it off, they'll never stop." Ray sighed from the cushion beside me on this tiny couch. He was taking almost the whole sofa up by resting his feet on the arm of my 'side.'
"Speaking of fighting, why aren't the two of you arguing?" Emma glanced over at us, blinking per usual, "Ray's taking up all of the room on the couch by putting his legs up."
"Because every time I try to NICELY ask him to scoot over, he KICKS ME!" A groan escaped my lips, as I shoved Ray back.
In return, Ray kicked me in the shoulder. "Nicely? You actually YELLED at me." He spoke, being dramatic as always.
"Hey, I was just raising my voice!" I held my hands in the air, surrendering, right after I nudged Ray back again with my elbow one last time.
