'Who has the face like smarty does?
Who has the voice like smarty does?
Who has the choice like smarty does?
Nobody'
𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘁•𝘆
/'smärdē/
𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯
𝟣．𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗢𝗚𝗔𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬 • 𝗜𝗡𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗠𝗔𝗟
a know-it-all or a smart aleck.
"𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸...
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ERIN WAKES UP IN CONFUSION about how she ended up in her bed. She realized that she didn't finish the last paper she quickly rushed over to her desk which was somehow organized and started looking for the paper.
Bruce walked in and leaned on the door frame watching the girl panic a bit "calm down," he chuckled "I finished it for you" he walked over to the desk and grabbed the paper, and handed it to the girl.
She sighed with relief when she saw all the questions were answered and completed "you need to give yourself a break, E" he said in a serious tone.
Erin sighed and looked down "I try."
"At least join me for breakfast," Bruce said.
"Okay, fine. Just get out so I can get changed" with that, Bruce walked away shutting the door behind him. Erin just stood there in the middle of her room rubbing her eyes as they were not adjusted to the light yet.
It didn't take her a long time to get ready, she just put on the first thing she saw in her closet which was a blue button-up shirt that had a random white design on it and some dark blue jeans. The shirt was a bit big so it was most likely Bruce's but she didn't care.
She put on her black converse and walked over to her desk and grabbed the pile of papers and quickly placed them in her bag before walking to the bathroom to brush her hair, she just brushed it out since she didn't have any hairstyle ideas.
When she walked out to join Bruce at the dining table he was already halfway done with his food and frowned his eyebrows at Erin's shirt "is that my shirt?"
"I think so" Bruce just shrugged and went back to eating.
"I don't care, you look better in it than I do."
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"Harper, let go- Jesus Christ!" Bruce and Harper were currently fighting over Bruce's backpack since the dog was biting onto the strap. Erin just stood there laughing as she watches Bruce desperately trying to pull his bag from the dog.
"Erin, uh a little help would be nice!"
The girl rolled her eyes before grabbing a dog toy and calling Harper's name, when he saw the toy he immediately ran over to his owner and snatched the toy from her hands. "It's always my bag or my food" Bruce complained.
"Stop complaining, at least he didn't bite the strap off. Now come on, I don't want to be late."
Bruce groaned "I don't feel like walking, can't we just bike there?"
