day three (pt. 4)
allie: [fumbles with keys]
allie: [finds the right key]
allie: [sighs] i thought i would get used to this.
allie: [opens front door]
allie: [drops keys]
allie: [swallows lump in throat] what are you doing here?
person: [strained voice] what do you mean? this is my home too.
allie: [narrows eyes] get out of my face.
allie: [pushes past person]
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