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"Finally. I'm so tired." I plopped down on the bed breathing heavily after moving my bed in place. Lucas rolled his eyes at me.

"Maya, you have barely done anything except for complain. Is that the only thing you can do!"

"What! That is so not true! I've done most-"  Lucas interrupted me. How rude.

"Whatever. I'm going to go make spaghetti. Be down in 20 to eat." Lucas said lazily walking out of the room.

"Might as well take a shower."

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I'm back. :)

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