“Ha. Nice try but Sky doesn’t eat junk food,” I said. “Fuck, no wonder we hate this guy,” he grumbled. “We don’t hate him.” “How do we feel about him?” “We think he’s irritating. But as of this afternoon, there’s a concern he’s got some misplaced jealousy issues too.” I propped myself on my elbow and smiled. “Nicely done.”
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