[In Parker’s defense, there was a point when George had seemed strong—- but that was like. Middle school. Whatever. It doesn’t matter. She watches the question fall from his lips before she finishes—- and for once, she doesn’t push it. Instead, she holds her hand up for him to help her up off the ground.]
Ugh. Yes, please.
Are you going to be able to handle yourself while I wash the chlorine out of my hair, or am I going to have to lock you in the hall?
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Ugh. Yes, please.
Are you going to be able to handle yourself while I wash the chlorine out of my hair, or am I going to have to lock you in the hall?