The Enemy's Kiss
As I was about to take the container, he took it back.
“Trying to annoy me, Aarush?” I growled, grabbing the marshmallow container from him.
Aarush shook his head and watched me fill my mug with mallows. “Xian and Ichiro love mallows. Your eyes are melting them,” he joked, raising his mug.
I narrowed my eyes, trying to intimidate him, but he seemed unaffected. He smiled as he brought his mug to his lips and sighed happily as he took a sip.
“I’ll drown you in your hot cocoa if you don’t tell me what’s taking them so long,” I sneered, warning him.
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