You Want To Sleep Where?

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Now we were alone. Dustin plopped down on my couch, making himself at home.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"You said I should stay." Dustin said.

"I didn't say you can stay here." I said.

"Why can't I?" Dustin asked. "I have no where else to stay."

"Go to a hotel or something." I said. "You can't stay here."

"Mommy can I have some juice." Candace asked.

"Sure, come on." I said. I walked her to the kitchen and poured some apple juice into a small cup. She went to her chair and drank the juice. I went back to the living room to Dustin laying down on the couch. "What do you think you're doing?"

"It's been a long day." Dustin said.

"So?" I asked.

"I need some rest."

"So go to a hotel and go to sleep." I said. "You can't sleep here." 

"I don't see why I can't sleep near my daughter." Dustin said.

"Oh you can not go there. You've only known she existed for five minutes. I've been there for her her whole life so no you can't use MY daughter as an excuse to stay here." I said.

"Hey Candace!" Dustin called. Candace came running in.

"Yeah?" Candace asked.

"Wanna take a nap with daddy?" Dustin asked.

"Dustin." I warned.

"YEAH!" Candace yelled, running over to Dustin and climbing onto him. She made herself at home on his chest. I stormed out of the room. God damn Dustin Belt.

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