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The doorbell rings.
“Can we focus?” Imani asks.
“I told Freya, Reggie, and Marvin, too. I can’t be here all the time.”
“I don’t want you to be here all the time. Right now, I don’t want you here any of the time!”
Imani mutters something about getting the door, but neither I nor Casper acknowledges her.
“You can’t be here alone,” he says.
“Why the fuck not? They’re hardly going to come back to the house they were almost caught in, are they? You said you would wait, Casper. I believed you.”
“You’re being dramatic.”
“And you’re being a dickhead.”
Imani walks back into the kitchen holding a crate of food. “Front door is open, guys.”
“Let the driver listen,” Casper says, dismissing her concern.
“Oh, yeah, why not have this fight in front of the entire street,” I say.
“Most of them aren’t even here, Ainsley.”
I roll my eyes. “That’s fine, then.”
Imani sighs and takes the empty crate back to get the next one.
“You shouldn’t care what anyone else thinks,” he says.
“It’s none of your business what I care about. Why did you go behind my back?”
“I already told you.”
“Because I can’t be alone. That’s bullshit, Casper. You sorted the alarm. The house is safer than ever. Did you just want to find another way to screw with me? It’s not enough to just argue anymore, now you have to pretend to be nice first.”
Imani comes back again, ignoring us this time, knowing we’re not going to listen to her right now, anyway.
“We can talk about this when you’re no longer hysterical.”
“Fuck you!” I snap. “I can’t believe you don’t see why I have an issue with this. How would you feel if I did the same thing to you?”
“How would I feel to know that someone cares? That’s what you’re going with to strengthen your argument?”
He’s always so calm and cocky when we argue, and I’m the hysterical one, losing my cool in an instant.
“You’re fucking impossible.”
He stands up and sighs. “Do you still want me to stay here tonight?”
“No.”
Jesus, when did he fall on his head?
“How much did you order? We have three full crates of food,” Imani mutters. “Nice call with the four bottles of wine, though.”
I glare at Casper.
