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"You know I'm not blessing this, but Monse won't relent," Cesar said to Ruby on the phone. His free hand was playing with tangles in Cora's naturally curly hair as she laid her head on his lap, her nose in a book. "And she absolutely cannot be the one to do it. I think Oscar will go easiest on you, especially given his respect for Mario."
"But when you say he'll go easy, what do you mean?" Ruby said from the other end of the line.
"I mean, he probably won't hurt you," Cesar explained.
"Is there a good, like, happy time for him? I mean, some people aren't morning people."
"Do it before school."
"In a couple of days, a week?" Ruby tried procrastinating.
"Tomorrow," Cesar said sternly. "He's expecting you. Don't be late. Good night."
"Good night," Ruby said before hanging up.
Cesar closed his phone and set it aside. "Are you sure you're clear to spend the night here?" he questioned the brunette laying on him.
"Yeah," Cora answered, without looking away from her book. "Lola said it's fine 'cause she knows where I am, but if anything happens to me it's your dick that's at risk."
"How warming," Cesar continued playing with her hair until she got tired of her book.
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"What's up?" Cesar greeted Monse first thing in the morning as she was in his yard.
"Ruby can't be the one to talk to Oscar. He's the wrong messenger."
"I can't believe you guys are going through with this," Cora walked out the front door, her hair in two low pigtails at the bottom of her head with a blue ribbon tied on each of them. Her flats made almost no noise as she skipped against the concrete wearing a blue and white floral top and jeans, approaching Cesar, Monse, and Olivia who was waiting on the sidewalk.
"No one should talk to Oscar, but he's the best of the worst options," Cesar opened his arm for Cora to crawl under.
"I could," Monse said.
"No. Oscar doesn't do badgering," Cesar said. Cora nodded.
"How am I badgering? I don't. Give me an example of how and when I've done that before? You can't, can you?" Monse badgered. Cora smiled as Cesar looked to her.
