CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

"No, Merri you're wrong for this." Thomas scolded me.

"...they're my belongings!"

"We share everything here, we're all family. You need to understand that, circumstances have changed and you need to adapt."

"...I refuse, they had no right to do that. Those were my toiletries."

"You sound entitled, having the privilege to even own toiletries." Thomas said seemingly disappointed, he shook his head. Continuing to crack the shells of his peanuts, that he seemed to be enjoying. It did not sound pleasing because I'd be the one who had to kiss someone with peanut remains left on their teeth. It was also insulting, Thomas thought I was entitled? I sounded entitled? I had left my toiletries in the hall where I was sleeping with the other women from their commune. They had invaded my privacy, used my soap and all my basics and now I had nothing left. With bookkeeping, I had the privilege of being the one to write the grocery lists and I'd always put my necessities in. Austin had never questione