Pt. 6

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-Alina-

My gosh the apartment is so small and worthless. If you jump it would probably fall and crumble to pieces. I'm not joking, it's like an 1765 apartment building. Maybe even in a worse condition. Go figure.

I plunge down. Oh shoot, I might make the apartment building fall. Forgot.

"Uh, I-I really don't have anything in stalk right at this moment." he says.

"It's fine, I can stop by my house and grab some of my money to buy your...." It's rude to say "Your crap" right? I don't know.

I try to forget what happened to my family.

"Well, I checked the fridge and all I see is some bread and peanut butter..."

I make a face."You only have peanut butter?"

He slumps beside me making the couch sway side to side. I poke the side of him.

"Can you not?"

"Can I not what?"

"Do that,"

"What?"

"Do everything carelessly,"

He shrugs."C'mon pick a side of the bed," he pulls me up and takes me to a room in the corner of the... Room? Should I even call it a room?

The bed was way more ancient than anything I ever seen. My jaw dropped. Finn imitates me.

"Do you expect me to sleep on that?" I point.

"Why not? I do." He jumps on the bed, "C'mon it's not that old!"

I just stare at him. "You're gonna break it," then I sit in the bed. Finn stops jumping and sits next to me.

I shake my head, "I pick this side," I say putting my hand on the left spot. He fixes the bed. Once Finn is done, I plop on the bed and take off my shoes. I lay there trying to comprehend all the things that happened to me today. Finn wraps me around with the softest blanket ever. I smile at him and close my eyes.

I feel Finn's arm on the side of my stomach. I smile and go to sleep.

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