CH 9 strange guy

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James' POV

As I walk through the door I'm pretty much takeled by Sofs.

"Hey, what's up?" I ask as I wrap my arms around her

"Who's Samantha?" She asked curiously as she looks up from my chest.

"Samantha? Um well I know a Samantha who cleans up the bodies after some of Zack's jobs. If you mean that Samantha," I reply, "why?" I tilt my head to side in confusion

"Cause she's in the kitchen poking the dead body with a stick."

"What!?"

I run into the kitchen, skidding to a halt and leaving Sofs in the hallway.

She was right Samantha was poking the dead body with a stick.

"What cha' doin'?" I ask kinda discussed

"Waitin'" she relied not looking up and sounding hostile

"For who?"

"Zack."

"And where is Zack."

"Gettin' Chinese."

"OK..."

I leave feeling so confused. I stumble  into the living room...

What would a living room be called for Zombies, ... a dead room?

...I saw Sofs curled up on the couch.
I slide down next to her. Stretching my arm around her shoulder, slyly.

"What's up Sofs? You look kinda down."

"There is a girl in the kitchen, poke a tramatic experience for me, ... ... with a stick." She states

I burst out laughing and a few, long, seconds later sofs joins me.

"What's so funny?" Zack is standing in the hallway with two takeaway Chinese bags.

"Sorry couples only." I say before Sofs gets a chance.

Zack responds with a glare that could kill. Sofs giggles, and kisses my cheeck.

"Oh and by the way could you get the creepy girl in the kitchen to stop poking the dead body. It's creepin' Sofs out." I say

Zack places one of the takeaway bags on the table.

"For you and Sofa," He snaps before storming towards the kitchen, but before she enters the kitchen He turns "she doin' what?" He then proceeds to enter the kitchen before we can answer

"Who spat in his coffee?" Sofs asks

"I did." I say baring my teeth as I grin

Sofs responds by slapping me on the arm and laughing.

"I'm gonna go shower." Sofs states as she stands.

"Do you have to?" I whine while pouting

"Yes." She giggles and turns so her back is to me

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