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...hing to avoid coming over.
“We have a bucket of fried chicken!” Carly quickly bribing.
“When do I come over!?” Sam immediately giving in to agreement.
“Right after school, meet me out front. Okay?” Carly giving direction.
“Yeah yeah, I got it.” Sam casually answers and walks off to class.
Right after school as planned, both girls walk home and are about to approach the front door of Carly’s apartment.
“I still don’t get why you can’t go being alone for a few ‘lousy’ hours without someone being by your side.” Sam budding in on Carly’s issue.
“Look, I’ll get use to it.” Carly arguing the point. “I think?” Continuing with a softer voice while unlocking her front door.
As both girls walk in and take off there shoes, Carly goes first and heads to the counter in checking her email on the computer. Sam on the other hand dashes in right afterwards to the fridge.
“I can believe it, no messages? Well, I guess homework it is then.” Carly concludes.
While Sam brings out her hungry needs of fried chicken onto the bar counter. Carly gets out a book and sits down on one end of the couch and begins to read. And realizing Sam’s slacking habit from doing her homework, must be acquitted too.
“C’mon Sam. Lets start on our homework.” Carly urging Sam.
“I don’t wanna ...