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16

Isabelle

"Hey. I heard my phone chime." I heard from beside me.

I clenched my fist and gave it to him with a forced smile.

"I'll be with Matilda if you perhaps need me," I said and gave him his phone which he collected looking at my face.

I strode past him before stopping when I saw my under t-shirt had clung to the hinge.

I almost yelled in frustration. This damned door! Wasn't 2 months enough to repair itself and stop doing this shit to people's clothes?!

I held the urge to scream out and carefully pulled my cloth out of the door but the fucking door wouldn't give it up.

"For the love of... let it go!" I yelled out suddenly glaring at the door.

"Let me help you." I heard that annoying voice.

"Fine! Sure! She's helpless and pathetic! Why not fucking help the poor girl?!" I yelled at him instead.

"Are you...no... Are we okay?" He asked cautiously.

"Yeah! We are fucking okay! Sorry, do I look fucking mental?!"

"No, you don't and we are not."

"Yes, we are!"

"No. we. are. n
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