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"your father has an important client coming over, you promised you'd be here"
her mother seems especially adamant, she usually didn't care about adeline's attendance to these things so much
"something came up"
isaac's fingers, ever taunting, are making their way up her sweater once more
"well, drop it
i expect you here no later than five"
she pulls her phone away from her ear to check the time
fuck
"wait, mom
can i bring someone?"
she feels isaac shift beneath her
"who?"
she looks down at him with pleading eyes
"a boy"
her mother seems pleased for the first time since the call began
"you should have just said there was a boy, adeline
of course you can bring him, your father and i can't wait to meet him"

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