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"It'll be fine."
"No, it won't."
Ivy is running around what has officially become our home. I moved in yesterday and it's been a little hectic. It's a large apartment but smaller than the one next door. I've actually had thought of having a few walls knocked down and combine these two apartments for a multi bedroom home.
I eye Ivy, who's running around in a panic. Her hair is frazzled into curls around her face, she's sweaty and out of breath, making her look undeniably sexy but...
Yeah, I'm going to wait on that.
There's rattling of dishes, frantic vacuuming, the scraping of furniture being moved and the scrubbing of all types of random things.
"It's not gonna work, Ethan! I can't get this stain out." She points at a spot in the carpet in the living room, the spilling
