please don't cry. It makes me sad.
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ONE MONTH LATER
"Are you sure that you want to stay here?" Dallon asks me.
"Yeah, I guess." I reply. "It'll be cool to see you guys moving your stuff."
"You might hurt something else of yours." Dallon says with a small laugh.
I don't know what took Dallon so long to ask Breezy to move in with us. It is so simple.
Now imagine:
'Do you want to move in?''
'Yes, Dallon.'
'I love you.'
'Aww, I love you too.'That's it.
Anyways, why did it take Dallon a month, I have no idea.
"Phoenix, what are you thinking and moving your head, in a no." Dallon raises his eyebrow.
"Nothing, nothing." I lie.
"Hey, Phoenix." Breezy smiles, and I simply smile back.
"Dad, I can move a bit." I say showing him my wrist, but it ends up in a, "Ouch!"
"See, that's why, I am leaving you at Brendon's." Dallon smiles.
"Why does it always have to be Brendon's?" I ask.
"Because he is a nut job, just like you." Dallon laughs.
"That's a good point."
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"Uncle Bren?"
"Yes."
"Don't you have any work?"
Brendon looks up and squints his eyes, "No, I don't. Why?"
"Just asking."
"Doesn't your Dad have any work?" He asks, hoping that he would win.
"Yes, actually Breezy is moving in with us. He is helping her." I answer.
All of a sudden, Brendon plops up on the couch, near me and asks, "What? He asked Breezy to move in?"
"Yeah, I thought that he told you." I say.
"That son---" he pauses, realising that he cannot curse in front of me. "He never told me."
"Well, now you know." I say.
"Seriously, they are moving in." He repeats.
"I am gonna leave you like this." I say. I swear, I am evil.
I go to play with the dogs when I heard Brendon talking to Sarah, "Did you know that Breezy is moving in?"
"Yeah, Breezy told me." Sarah replies.
"Everybody knows, but me." Brendon says.

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