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Yeah, he was right. I was always forgetting to lock up the door. I sighed turning for the wardrobe, but he pulled me back.

"How was school?" He asked.

"What do you care? I'm here to work Right? You do not have to meddle in my personal life."

"I know when I'm meddling and right now, I'm not. Don't try side-lining my question next time." He warned, his grip tightening around my wrist