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Spike rented a house and said we can live
there.
“There are four rooms, and no one has ever
lived there, so there is no formaldehyde.”
We live together?
“My parents won’t let me!”
Spike looked and said, “What? It’s just too
small.”
Chad said, “I can’t stay out late.”
I was relieved.
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Tiffany said, “I will.”
“Are you?” I asked.
“You can find me here whenever you want,” she
said.
That’s a good idea.
Spike took me to a room and said, “I decorated
it for you. Go see.”
It was filled with dolls.
Spike said, “I’ll buy pink wallpaper.”
“No.”
“Why?”
“Tiffany said girls like dolls.”
Okay.
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I do like dolls.
Chad asked, “Why is the other room so empty?”
Spike said, “Just take it.”
I saw books and stuff.
I looked in the wardrobe.
“Like it?” Spike asked.
“Thank you.”
“Come here and relax.”
We went back to the living room as Tiffany and
Chad rummaged through the fridge.
“I see that,” Tiffany said.
“My butler stocked it up. He bought too much
stuff.”
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“Let’s eat here.”
But…
“Who will cook?” Spike asked. “I never cook.”
Tiffany: “Where’s your cook?”
Spike: “I thought we didn’t need him.”
They turned to me.
“What? Don’t you think I can cook?” I asked.
Tiffany said, “Even if you do, it might not be
good.”
Chad: “Let me.”
He made a regular meal.
Tiffany said, “Can you cook me food everyday?”
Spike: “It’s okay.”
I ate.
Chad is talented.
Spike said this is our headquarters now.
I felt like we were on a secret mission.
