Charlie's POV"Hey, what's up with the scared cat face?"Greg teased, walking into my apartment. He dropped his backpack like it was some weight he couldn't wait to put off, then slammed into the chair.I rolled my eyes at him, shook my head, and went over to my kitchen space. The oil I had placed on the fire had heated."Guess those are ripe plantains?" Greg asked, lifting himself from the chair excitedly."Yup. But you ain't included. Better take that position back." I warned."Really… like this?" He asked, returning to the chair properly.I chuckled. "Yeah… you got the right.""Not happening. Did you smash the eggs, or should I do that myself?" He asked, jumping out of the chair."Okay, just take a plate and do that. But mind you, you aren't leaving college without a girlfriend." I said, raising my frying spoon dripping with oil."How about you find a boyfriend before your father sends another Alpha?"Greg cackled for a while and stopped when he found out he was laughing alone."Ok
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