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    Two days later, I walked around the corner and accidently bumped into Luke. He was guiltily creeping towards the bedroom, a bowl of captain crunch cereal in hand as he tried to sneak them past me. I gave him a teasing look.

        "What? The milk goes bad in two days. We need to finish it off." He defended himself feebly.

    "Luke, don't lie. You're stress eating and we both know it." I said it with a grin on my face so he knew I wasn't getting on him about it. "It's because of your mom coming, right?" I asked. He nodded. I hugged him and then quickly let go. "You eat too much, I don't eat enough, I guess we both have issues when it comes to food." Luke grinned, nodded, and continued his trek upstairs.

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