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"since you've been wearing the same clothes since visiting your mom do you want to go to your house and get some more" Jane asked sitting up on the bed. "trust me you do not want to go there its a shit yard" I say rolling over onto my back to face her. "well i want you have different clothes other than a sweatshirt and sweatpants" jane says. "look at you worrying about me, thats cute" i smiling and slightly teasing her. "well i do love you" her eyebrows raise emphasizing her love. "you're so sappy" i say, "but you love it don't you" jane says smugly like it was something i was hiding it. "oh no, you caught me"

 i throw up my hands in a sarcastic defense. "you sure you don't want to go?" jane asks clearly wanting to go get clothes for me. "fine! i guess... we can go get me clothes but it's gonna be quick no fiddle farting around" 

Jane giggles and pulls off the bed, then leads me down hand in hand to her car but we run into Joyce. "Oh hi max! What you doing here?" she says in a typical sweet mom voice. "nothin' just coming over to... hang out" I say uncertain of myself. 

Joyce glances at our hands and Jane drops my hand. Her eyes narrow looking in between us. "sure... just if you eat clean up your mess" she walks away to do some mom thing and we walk through the door. 

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