Storm’s pov‘Goddess, we had a lot of fucking fun, krullebol.’‘Are you trying to make me jealous?’ Aeryn asked.‘Maybe….’‘Well, I had fun too. I had fun with two of your favorite people, Os and Cy. So fuck you,’ she joked. ‘No, but seriously, tell me all about today.’I lay down in the very bare guest room. There was nothing homey about this place. In some ways it reminded me of how I grew up. However, my dad loved white walls, marble, and very fucking expensive items. I think he liked the white because it made the rest stand out.But there’s nothing to stand out here.I’m not saying walls shouldn’t be white. Honestly, I don’t give a flying crap what color someone paints their walls. I just find it odd to see nothing here that shows me who lives here.Even the kids' room doesn’t show their personality.‘Storm?’‘Yeah, sorry, krullebol. It’s just fucking weird. How different Ford is from Nivia. How cold and boring. And old. Goddess, I know I’m older than him, but he acts like such a
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