𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐊𝐎𝐕 was the type of girl who wouldn't take shit from anyone.
𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐄 was the type of guy who would give her hell just to spite her.
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❝𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘱 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 �...
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ＫＩＬＬＥＲ ＱＵＥＥＮ
𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔢𝔫
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I pour myself a cup of coffee in Mrs. Forman's kitchen, rewarding myself with the warm beverage as I've just helped her make lunch for everyone in the house, which, for once, does not include the gang.
Michael told me about his "master plan" to go up to an ice shack with Jackie as a "secret double date" with Donna and Eric. He wasn't quiet about it either, because Fez chased after the van as soon as he saw it leave.
Laurie stumbles into the kitchen in her pink bathrobe, her hair all mussed up.
"Well, good afternoon, sunshine," I tease, pouring her some coffee.
"Hey, Ana," she sneers.
"Hello, Laurie," Kitty smiles peppily. "What do you have planned for today?"
"Same as every day. Lay on the couch, do my nails, and avoid talking to you."
"Well, you should feel lucky that you have such good parents!"
Here we go again. Since the whole... situation with my parents and me, she's been not-so-subtly hinting at wanting to talk to me about it, but the truth is that I don't want to.
"So far, my plan isn't going too well," Laurie retorts before trudging back to the living room.
Kitty looks at me with hopeful eyes, but it just makes me uncomfortable. I catch a glimpse of Red trying to tell her to leave me alone. I ignore them anyway.
"Thanks for the food, Mrs. Forman," I say politely, balancing two plates in my hands along with my coffee.
"You're welcome, sweetheart. Let me know if you need anything else."
"Will do."
I swiftly back out of the room and carefully step down the stairs, setting Hyde's sandwich down in front of him. "Here."
"Thanks," he exhales, immediately digging in.
"You're such a pig," I smirk.
He grins at me with a mouthful of food. "It's good."
I roll my eyes and push him playfully before taking a bite of my own sandwich.
"So, uh, any news from your folks?"
I shake my head. "Still nothing."
"What about Nik?"
"He called me back after I told him what happened. He said that they won't talk to him about it and that they get all pissy if he brings it up."
He swallows. "Damn, they're assholes!"
"Whatever," I shrug nonchalantly. "I don't want to think about it."
