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Hannah and Veronica sat at the kitchen counter in shock, the former having to put down her bagel out of disgust.
"You let some dude finger you last night on the L?" Veronica exclaimed.
"You make it sound so filthy," Fiona said, putting food back in the fridge, "And he's not just any dude."
Hannah and Veronica shared a look, "No, he's your boyfriend's brother."
"I know." Fiona sighed.
"Your boss's brother." Veronica added.
"Your boss boyfriend's brother." Hannah added up as she put her leftover bagel into the dog bowl on the floor, Iris eagerly finishing it for her.
"I know, okay?" Fiona cried, "I can't explain it."
"I can," V said, "Remember Shawn?" Did speedballs in front of Carl? You stayed with him for what, five months?"
"And then it was Jason, right?" Hannah asked, grabbing her school bag.
Veronica nodded, "Jason with the anger issues."
Hannah let out a ham, "I mean, if you consider stabbing a guy for jumping the line at the Cracker Barrel an issue."
Fiona rolled her eyes, "Yeah, I get it."
"And then there was JimmySteve," V finished, "The lying, married car thief. Fi, this job is a good thing for you." She reminded her best friend.
"It was a mistake, okay?" Fiona huffed, slamming the fridge door shut, "It's over."
Veronica gave her stern look as she stood to grab her coat, "It better be. Han and I can't be over here Dr. Phil-ing your ass."
Hannah nodded in agreement as she was kneeling down and stroking Iris, "And if this continues, our rates will increase."
"I got to go to the Alibi." Veronica said, shrugging on her coat and scarf.
Fiona raised an eyebrow, "This early?"
"Yeah, it saves Kev from having to pay Kate overtime."
"Is he still freaking out about the babies?" The eldest Gallagher asked.
Veronica nodded, "And the bar. Payroll taxes are due next week. Business license has to be renewed, utilities."
"Let me know if there's any way I can help." Hannah told the woman, who smiled at her.
"Has anyone seen my lip gloss?" Debbie exclaimed, stomping into the kitchen.
"Well, hi, Debs." Veronica rolled her eyes, before leaving.
Hannah chuckled as she grabbed her yellow coat as Debbie's eyes widened once she noticed Liam eating her lip gloss, "Carl!" She cried.
Hannah winced, rubbing her ear, "Ow."
"What?" The boy rolled his eyes as he came downstairs.
"You're supposed to make Liam breakfast." Debbie told him, snatching her makeup from the youngest Gallagher.
"It's not my job."
"It is your job."
"Relax, relax," Fiona said, stopping an argument from happening as she gave Liam a pop tart, "Here, more nutritious than makeup," She sang, before turning to her younger sibling, hands on her hips and a grin on her face, "Made a big sale yesterday. Ten thousand units."
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Hayran Kurgu❝ my family are so fucked up. i love them ❞ hannah gallagher, the middle child. a spit fire, a smart ass and god damn loyal. as long as she doesn't turn out like her parents, she doesn't care. she's just trying not to get herself killed. ❝ fuck the...
