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He gestured to the lower floor. “So, this is the living area. Not very exciting.”
“Oh my God,” she said, and the water sounds stopped. “Okay. We have a lot to talk about. We’re you drunk?”
He sighed, shaking his head. “Anyway, this is the place. You want a tour?”
“What?!” she replied incredulously. “You can’t remember who you lost your virginity to?!”
“I’m messing with you, Fleur,” he said affectionately.
She laughed a little, but it sounded affectionate. “Was she cute?”
“Well, she would have been,” he said defensively.
She was quiet on her end before he would hear her take a breath of realization. “Oh! But I thought you said that you knew some stuff...?”
He pursed his lips, folding his arms. “She lives on campus now,” he said slowly. “So we’ve... we’ve done well with the system.”
“There’s no rush,” she replied, her voice softening. “Don’t worry, Abes. There’s no rush.”
He put his hands on his hips before looking down at her. “It’s good to hear that my sister is homeless?”
She was laughing on her end. “I know for a fact that that comment makes you exceedingly nervous.”
He stacked the papers and put them on a desk before turning to her. “I’m glad you like it,” he said, looking around. “A ton of money was being...
“Is that a promise?”
He closed the door behind her, moving past her to tidy up. “Sorry for the mess,” he said, gathering up some papers. “For some reason, I didn’t...
“You’re not going to believe this,” she replied quietly. “But I’m not wearing anything, Abes. Not a single thing. You could have followed me and...
He opened a door marked “203”, leading into his apartment. It was simple, but neat and well organized. Again, she would be surprised by the high...
He would hear her laughing. “I snuck into a vacant room at a hotel downtown,” she replied cheekily. “Now ask me what I’m wearing.”
He looked down at her, his brows furrowed. “You don’t have to say that,” he said, heading for the stairs.
“Naughty,” she chided playfully. “I’m in the shower, if you must know.”
