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We opened the door to my apartment and Jess looked around. "This is so different then when I last was here." She said with a smile. I laughed, we walked over to the kitchen.
I made a gesture at the ingredients for chocolate chip cookies "I was thinking that we could bake like 40 and bring them to work tomorrow?" She nodded.
"I'll give the cookies to mason." She said very quickly. "You're obsessed." I said with a smile. Jess put her arms on the table and looked at me. "So anyone at work, you had your eyes on?" She asked me.
"No" I laughed, she got up and took a breath "I saw someone looking at you" I stopped opening packages and looked at her "who?" She smiled "Brady noon."
I scoffed "no" I walked away to get flour, and she followed me "oh come on, why do you hate him so much?" It was a stupid reason, but I should tell her. "Well I've worked with Brady before"
"And?" She dragged it. "And, I liked him a little. And he knew, and he got a girlfriend." She looked at me raising an eyebrow "is that the reason you hate him that much?"
"The girl also said that Brady thought I was a selfish bitch who only cared about boys and makeup" I sighed. "I know it's dumb, but you know we were friends and, yeah"
"Did they break up?" She asked me, "no they're still together." I said. It was dumb and I shouldn't have told her. I sounded childish and selfish, just like Brady said. I'm overreacting. So I dropped it.
"Wanna start with the cookies?"
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The oven staring to make noise and the cookies were done. Me and Jess walked over to the kitchen and grabbed some heat gloves. "Should I get them out?" I asked "sure" I put on the gloves and got the cookies out.
"Wow we really did bake 40 cookies." Jess said. I smiled "yeah. We should pack them." I said while grabbing some boxes "wait, let me get some for us." Jess said grabbing 4 of the cookies.
Once they were all packed. We went into the living room again. "So what movie should we watch?" I asked her. "I don't know, maybe ****** ****?" I nodded. It was one of my favourite movies.
First rule of ****** **** is that you never talk about ***** ****
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Author speaks If you know what I mean with the movie. I like you.
