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"I love you," I whisper to the empty curb

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3 Years

51 Weeks

6 Days

Yvette is not i…doritos with ice crea but h a spoonful

"Well, at least you’re eating so," she throws her hands up "What happened to the Isis who could put away an entire large pizza on her own?"

"She got bored," I say Yvette looks appropriately scandalized "Of eating! Not of pizza God no The only people who get bored of pizza are evil at their core Or Italian"

"How’s the ound holding up?" Yvette collapses on her bed I pull e on ave e the bandage every two days, but so far it’s like a walk in the park If said park was covered in infectious zoot the worst end of the deal – dislocated noses hurt like a bitch"

"Yeah, but they’re quicker to fix Only hurts for a second"

"Oh yeah? How do you know that?"

"I got in a fist-fight," She says proudly "At a concert"

"What concert?"

"Does it reallythe point here, the point being that I have also dislocated roans and mumbles; "Taylor Swift"

"You went to a Taylor Swift concert?" I screech

"I was taking my little sister!" She shrills defensively

"Why does it sound like a cage of birds in here?" Diana winces as she walks in

"Di, she’sfun of me," Yvette whines I courteously flip her off

"If you met me at the pizza place like I asked," Diana sniffs "You wouldn’t be here, gettingthrough her closet for a jacket to wear Diana sits on the bed beside me, all smiles