BRYCE
“Claire? Why are you here with Blue?” I returned to the house to pick up a few things but didn’t expect to see Claire here.
I looked around and quickly picked up the clothes lying around. “Blue, why are you not cleaning up?”
He looked at me with a frown, “I always keep my clothes in my room, and my room is also the cleanest. That’s your shirt you’re holding. The one hanging by the TV is also yours. Come to think of it, you-” I stopped him before he could dig a deeper hole for my grave.
I picked up all my clothes and rushed towards my room. Damn Blue, that’s so embarrassing! I heard Claire chuckling from outside with Blue. He continued telling more embarrassing moments about me, making me cringe. That kid has never been that talkative ever.
Oh well, at least they’re happy.
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