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"You know, I think you're secretly in love with my chocolate puns." I tell him.
"Of course I am." He deadpans, "Just like you're in love with butterflies."
"But I hate butterflies.." I reply
"I know, idiot."
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𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬...
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ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ ᴡᴀs ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ..
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I watch as always. I watch as my dad cheats on my mum, unable to say anything in fear of losing the little trust I had with my mum.
"Another date?" Sasha asks, "Damn, he must be desperate."
"I bet." I reply with a sigh, "You know, I think this one might last 2 weeks. She's got the- glam."
"Nah." Sasha dismisses, "Tops 2 days."
I do a take back and look at her weirdly "Ok. $5." She nods once.
"So, wanna get muffins?" She asks and I nod
"Definitely, I've been craving them for so long." I say as we walk down the mildly crowded street, "I'm so exc-"
I stop as Anne catches my eye.
"She's out of your life, you know." Sasha comforts me, "She's not joining the school again.. I think.."
"Not helping." I laugh as I shove her lightly.
We walk into Mushroom Corner with dying laughter. I was ready to buy that chocolate muffin.
"You know, I think you'll get heaps more attention this year, you had a major glow up." Sasha grins.
"Sure." I reply
"No, I'm serious." She says
"Me too." I say "Hi! One chocolate muffin and one blueberry muffin." I hand out my card which the woman swipes and smiles as it goes through.
She hands us our muffins and we walk out talking about our 11th schooling year.
Ok English Major is doing things to me.. and I don't like it.. or may- no.
"So then we- oh hang on, I'm getting a call from my mum." Sasha says, pulling out her phone, "Yes, ma? Uh-huh. Yeah. Okay, I'll be home in about 10." Sasha cuts the call and turns to me, "She's feeling faint again, I'll catch up with you tomorrow for first day!" She hugs me and leaves.
Her mum had cancer, something that Sasha still hadn't accepted, but she was always willing to help her mum is she was sick.
Heck, she'd probably run over to her if she chipped her toenail.
Bless her.
Now what should I do?
If I went home, I could go home to see mum and Penelope passed out drunk, and Sebastian not even at home.
He didn't like being home, but I couldn't blame him. If I could, I would avoid going home too, but being the oldest that couldn't get drunk came with responsibilities.
