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"jesus carl, there's enough to go around. would you grab the paper bags?" fiona asked ian.
"if we have to move, where do we go?" carl asked.
"we're not moving. how's it going on gingers will?" fiona asked.
"working on it." lip replied.
"v, thanks for taking liam today." fiona said to her.
"i pretend he's my little, black baby. and when he's cranky and smelly, i get to bring him back." veronica said getting herself some milk.
"where is liam?" fiona asked.
"trying out the big boy toilet." jimmy said.
"and you left him there?" fiona asked as jimmy went back upstairs.
"debbie, that is not the outfit we picked out for your first day. and you are so not leaving here in that." fiona said as i looked to see debbie wearing a short skirt.
"i borrowed it from mandy." debbie told her.
"clearly." ian said as i smacked his arm since mandy was one of my friends.
"you do realize that i'm in middle school now, right?" debbie asked.
"yeah, not stripper school. go change." fiona said as we heard banging on the door.
"would somebody get that?" fiona asked.
"i'll get it." i said getting up from my seat.
i opened the door to see partick with his sons.
"oh, nows not a good time." i told him.
"i don't think so." partick said as lip walked over.
"no, leave." lip told his cousin.
"look, i'm entitled to be in this house." partrick argued.
"you and i both know you're not entitled to shit!" lip shouted.
"partick?" fiona asked as he walked inside.
"you remember my sons, desmond and warren." patrick said.
"what are you doing here?" fiona asked him.
"ah, just a quick walk through to assess repairs, shouldn't take too long." partrick replied.
