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Waking up this morning was easier than I expected, it almost felt refreshing that I had nothing to do today

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Waking up this morning was easier than I expected, it almost felt refreshing that I had nothing to do today... Well, hopefully at least. That depended on what everyone else had planned today. But, honestly, I don't think I would feel normal if something didn't happen today. I got up, got dressed and headed down to the kitchen. "Morning, Debs," I said as I went to the fridge.

"Good morning," She said in reply.

Frank as sat at the dining table with Queenie, "Morning, girls!" She greeted Debbie and I.

"We are eating in the dining room like civilized people," Frank announced, Debbie and I exchanged looks, then we looked back over to Frank.

"What, why?" Debbie asked, clearly confused.

Ian was sitting at the dining table already, he leaned over to look at us, "Since Queenie," He said in response, I followed Debbie to the table, I sat down next to Ian.

Queenie stood up and placed a hand on Debbie shoulder as she sat down, "Here, Debbie, let's get your flaxseed oil pills," She said as she went to the kitchen, "Good for the heart, the hair, your colon, prostate, and your baby," Queenie said as she set pills in front of Debbie. Debbie stared at the pills.

Carl walked in and looked at the table, "What is this?" He asked, raising a brow.

"Quinoa pancakes and yucca fries," Queenie said as she slid me a plate. I looked down at it, the food definitely didn't look the least bit appetizing. 

"What the hell is quinoa," Carl questioned her, I sat there poking at the fries.

"Yucca fries?" I asked as I looked up at Queenie.

Carl sighed, "I'm just going to go to Mickey D's," Carl mumbled, pushing the plate away from him.

"I'm going to study at my boyfriend's," Ian then said; he was trying to become a first responder. 

Debbie stood up, "Carl, can you give me a ride to the baby store?" She asked him as she put her backpack over her shoulder.

Queenie quickly slammed her hands onto the table, the plates rattled, "Come back, now!" She shouted at everyone, we all turned around and slowly walked back to the table looking like a bunch of hurt puppies, "Your father went through great lengths to prepare this breakfast for you with love, so you're going to sit your little asses down and enjoy it!" I didn't sit right away, I just stood there, "Need to have a little more respect for this man right here."

I cleared my throat, "I would love to stay, but I think I have an... An Appointment, yeah. I appreciate it though, Frank," I said to him with a smile, "You are, however, not my dad, so I don't have any obligations to sit here and eat this... wonderful breakfast," Ian looked over at me, squinting in dissatisfaction, I winked at him before I went out the backdoor to avoid eating whatever the hell yucca fries were.

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I did some shopping and then went back home after a couple of house. Once I walked in, I noticed Carl's face was fucked up, it looked like he got into a fight, "What the fuck happened to your face?" I asked a I put a hand on his head to get a better look at the injury, he shifted his face in a different direction so I couldn't get a good look.

"Are you going to tell Fiona?" He asked me, still not look at me.

I shook me head, laughing softly, "No, I'm on your team, remember?"

He sighed, finally looking up at me, "Can you help me out then? I need to clean up."

I nodded, guiding him to the kitchen where he took a seat at the kitchen table, I dug out the first aid kit and went back over to him, I set it down on the table before I sat across from him, "So, are you going to tell me what happened now?"

"I got hit, that's all."

I took a rag and cleaned up the blood first, he winced as I did so, "Who did it?" I asked as I carefully avoided hitting the wound as I cleaned it up.

"Some guy I know."

I patted his forehead dry before I bandaged up the cuts, "And why did he beat you up?"

"I don't want to work with him anymore."

I studied the rest of his face, dabbing clean some of the spots that I missed as I searched for any other injuries, "He hit you because you didn't want to work with him anymore?"

"Yeah."

I sighed, putting the rag down onto the table, "Carl, you need to listen to me for a second, okay? You need to get out of this shit, alright? It's fucking dangerous, you already did time, you do not need to get fucking killed over this, do you hear me?"

He nodded, "I got it handled," He said to me. I sighed, standing up and patting his back before I walked away. Shoving the first aid kit back into it's proper place. Turning around to watch as he walked out of the kitchen. 

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Lip came home later that night, I was sat in the kitchen when he walked in, I put my phone down and smiled up at him, "You just going to stare or?" He questioned me, a small laugh following his words.

I rolled my eyes as I got up and walked over to him, embracing him in a hug, he held me there for a moment, "Why are you home?"

"Just here for the night."

"Oh, are you trying to get laid?" I joked as I took a step back, crossing my arms over my chest as I did so.

"I am having a little trouble, uh, you know... Getting it up," He whispered, as if he was trying to avoid anyone else from overhearing. "But, uh, then I saw that you're not wearing a bra," His eyes scanned my body for a second and I raised a brow, "And that worked a bit."

I looked down to his waist, and he wasn't wrong, he had a bulge at the moment, I looked back up at his face, "I don't know if I'm in any hurry to hop into bed with you... I'm not sure how many sorority girls you have been putting it in lately."

"I couldn't bang them if I wanted, I can't get it up for them, remember?"

I shrugged, "Makes sense," I placed a finger on his waist band, pulling it away from his skin before I snapped it back against it, "I do like teasing you thought, I think I'm just going to go hop in the shower, give you something to think about!" I laughed before I turned around and went to go upstairs, but he grabbed my waist, picking me up off the ground.

"No. No teasing," He grumbled, "I need you."

"Shit- whatever, fine," I smiled and placed a kiss on his jaw, causing him to smile.


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