DELILAH
“Good morning,” I chirped as I came into the dining room. Junior looked up from his seat next to Azly, a wary look on his face.
“You’re in a better mood today,” Mom smiled. She walked over with a plate of food already made for me.
“Yea, I think I needed a day off of everything,” I said. I was, of course, referring to the past two days I spent locked in my room, refusing to emerge even to eat. I bribed Lucas into bringing me snacks, and it had been an expensive bribe.
“You and Junior are always going so hard. It’s good for you to take a day off once in a while,” Mom agreed, passing me the food.
I grabbed the toast and bit into it right away as I headed over to Junior. Azly smiled to herself as she rearranged her fruit in a line on the table.
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