Thirty Six
Two months later "Hey, what did I tell you about that?" Dimitri comes to me fast and snatches from me the box I was carrying and then he throws me an upset glare. "Oh my God, Dimitri. It's full of toys. They barely weigh anything. They're all full with fluffy s**t. That doesn't weigh anything. I can carry it." "I don't want to hear it. We had this talk way too many times, Rose. Just touch another box and-" "And what?" I ask crossing my hands over my chest and provoke him. "What are you going to do, comrade? Not let me do anything at all? You're already doing that. I just want to help." "Well, you would help me more if you wouldn't be carrying things around." I puff and don't argue some more about the lightness of the box filled with plushes. He wouldn't want to hear about it anyway.
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