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"Where are you going?"
OᑭᕼᗴᒪIᗩ arched a brow at her brother. Xander had shaved, face clean. His messy hair was hidden under a beanie and he had on that cologne that smelled like fresh waves, the ocean and something sweet. He only ever wore that cologne when he planned on getting laid. The pregnant girl knew her brother almost as much as she knew herself.
Xander smirked at his sister. "Nowhere special." He kissed her on the cheek. "Just The Cut." His answer caused Ophelia to give him a matching smile that rivaled his own. "You're going to see JJ." She corrected.
Her declaration caused the kook prince to bite his lip to keep from grinning. His sister was very observant apparently. "It's just a party at John B's house. I was invited."
Ophelia instinctively brought a hand to the small bump growing in her stomach. "I hate being pregnant." She pouted jokingly. She couldn't exactly party anymore, she no longer had the privilege of being a normal teenager ever again.
Xander smirked at her with sympathetic amusement. "Don't worry," he grinned. "I'll be sure to make sure baby daddy doesn't get too drunk and drown."
