Ashleigh

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My jaw flexes, my tone dark. Warning. “Watch it, baby girl.” This girl, she either doesn’t notice, or doesn’t care. She steps into my space. “Man up, baby boy.” I push toward her. “I swear to God—” “If something I do bothers you, say it,” she cuts me off with a soft shout. “Or better yet, growl it since that seems to be your favorite way to communicate.”
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