Thank You

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A/N: One down, one to go :o

"Finally, everyone is off my bed," Avi points to the couch with a big goofy grin.
     "If you were tired then you should have just gone to sleep in my bed," Kirstie shrugs then bends to shuffle Pascal out of the way so they can pull the bed out.
     "Well I know that now," he laughs, pulling the cushions off.
     "You still could sleep in my bed if you want?"
     Avi briefly freezes before getting back on with his task quicker than before. "You know that's not a good idea."
     "No but that's what I wanted to talk to you about," she sits on the end of the bed the second Avi gets it out.
     "We've talked about it."
     "That's when it was six months Avi, my googling says otherwise. I went on six or seven different websites and not a single one said six months."
     "What?" Avi asks in confusion.
     "You said one of the rehab rules was that you can't have sex for six months, I'm confused myself because none of the websites for dealing with sex addiction say that."
     "What do they say?"
     "90 days, and it's been 90 days, as well as they say between 30 and 90, so you're sweet, you made it."
     "Wait," Avi's face goes red, "They did say 90 days in rehab now that I think about," he runs a hand down his face.
     "Then why did you say six months?"
     "Don't laugh," he points, "But I think I just mathed real bed. They said 90 days and my head just automatically went 'well that's six months'," he put on a stupid voice to 'imitate his brain.'
     Kirstie covers her mouth to keep the giggles in.
     "I've never been good at math but this is a new low," he looks up at the ceiling.
     A snort escapes Kirstie, she's red in the face trying not to laugh.
     Avi glances at her, "Okay you can let it out, I don't want you to burst," he half chuckles.
     The laughter erupts from Kirstin, tears streaming down her face, she's laughing so hard she goes silent. She almost stops and then she looks at Avi and it starts all over again.
     "Laugh it up, you go for it, I'm going to sleep now," he throws the covers back to get in. Kirstie spins on her spot on the corner, her laughter slowly subsiding.
     "But don't you get it? It's been over 90 days Avi! We could do it right now!"
     "What? You're not going to take me to dinner first?" He jokes.
     She laughs, "No, you'll be taking me to dinner," she smirks.
     "Then I'll be picking barbeque, ribs specifically."
     "No way!"
     "Yes way!"
     "If you pick ribs then we won't be having sex."
     "Fine," Avi shrugs, "I'll still pick the ribs."
     Kirstie breaks into a huge grin, the real Avi is well and truly back.

A/N: Fun fact, I did make that mistake when I first googled about sex addiction for the purpose of this story, so when I re-googled later on and learnt that I'm an actual idiot, I thought why not write it in and Avi can be as stupid as I was XD XD

Hannah.