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"Something simple, just a quick pizza." She yawned again going to grab plates.
"Something simple, just a quick pizza." She yawned again going to grab plates.
Raven, “So, that’s what you meant by nothing special,” he chuckled.
She rolled her eyes. "I'm sorry, I am not a good cook." She sighed.
“Nah it’s fine. I swear when we have kids, they’re going to go to school, and their friends are going to ask who makes their lunch and their going to be like. ‘Our Dad!’. You will still be totally sexy by the time they get to their senior year,” he chuckled.
She rolled her eyes. "Of course I will." She tossed her hair over her shoulder.
All Raven did was chuckle. “I have something so show you later all right?”
She turned to him after pouring herself a drink. "What's that?" She asked taking a sip.
“It’s a surprise,” he winked. “Can you pour me a glass too?”
She nodded and poured it. She handed it to him with a grin.
“What are you so happy about?” He asked taking a sip.
"Nothing, I think I'm just overly tired is all." Her grin only grew.
“Then why are you grinning so wide,” he started to laugh.
"My point is that I get to that one point where I'm practically drunk, but I'm not." She crossed her arms.
“Wha? I’m the only one who is getting drunk fast here. I’m practically allergic to alcohol that’s why face gets so red,” Raven pointed out.
She rolled her eyes. "That would be impressive with apple juice." She laughed kissing his cheek.
“So, this isn’t alcohol and why did you give me apple juice?” He squinted at Ira.
"Because that's what I'm drinking." She started laughing and just broke down and started crying.
“I hate you so much. You always tease me like this when it comes to alcohol!” He groaned.
She had slid to the ground and was practically sobbing. "I wasn't kidding, hic it's apple juice. hic I just am so hic dang hic tired!" She shouted.
“Are you sure that’s apple juice and you didn’t mix up the bottles?” He asked raising an eyebrow.
She pointed to the apple juice bottle on the counter, and handed him her cup. "Drink it if you want." She was laying on the floor now, crying.
“Why are you crying?” Standing up and kneeling down to Ira.
She was shaking gently. "I- I think my Horomones (I can't spell.) are all freaked. It's that time a month babe." She said lying on her back.
“Oh my god,” he face palmed himself. “Alright, you can stand right?”
She nodded and sat up slowly. "Can you carry me?" She asked pouting.
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