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ava walked down the cement steps of the exterior of her school, surprised to see jimmy already there. usually, she always waited for him. she locked arms with him, as he locked arms with her.

"so, what are we even gonna do when we get to my house?" she asked.

he shrugged.

"i'm gonna talk to you as i watch you clean, duh." he answered wittily.

she laughed at that comment.

"i'm laughing but - you're probably right." she responded.

he nodded his head.

they continued to talk about their day for their duration of their walk to ava's house. once they had made it to her house and they walked in, jimmy looked around in amazement as he sat down on the couch. with his shoes off, of course.

"wow! this is so... nicely decorated!" he complimented.

she smiled, grabbing a duster.

"yeah, my dad is an art fanatic! mainly because of my grandpa... henry bannarn? have you heard of him?" she asked, dusting off her dinner table.

he nodded his head.

"yeah! he's the first black artist, right?" jimmy questioned.

ava laughed at how little he knew, shaking her head.

"no, not by a long shot. but i appreciate that you know him, in general." she replied.

he blushed, looking away from her.

"er, sorry... was that racist?" he asked.

she laughed even more.

"not at all! what makes you think that?" she asked.

"i don't know! i want to be mindful of these things, you know." he expressed.

ava nodded her head.

"well, i appreciate that." she acknowledged, nodding her head.

"anyways, yeah. my grandpa, bless his heart, was henry bannarn. to keep his legacy, my dad bought some of his paintings and buys whatever other paintings he finds." she explained.

he nodded his head, before furrowing his brows in confusion.

"wait, then how come your last name is miller?" he asked cluelessly.

"my moms last name, jimmy." she answered, receiving a disappointed from jimmy towards himself.

they continued to chat as she cleaned around the house. suddenly, jimmy pulled out a rum bottle from her cabinet. ava's eyes widened.

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