"I rolled my eyes and went back into the kitchen. Marshall soon followed and sat on the dining table. He stared at me like he was expecting something. I raised an eyebrow, with my hands on my hips.
"Yes, your highness?"
"I want some red." He said, kicking his feet up on the table.
"Well," I said leaning towards him. "get it yourself."
Before I pulled away, Marshall snatched a kiss. I gladly returned it until Cake decided coming home now was a great idea..."
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Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.