Should’ve said that before she gave me that cursed lunch box. Ava also says I should stick to salad, so I totally understand if you don’t want to eat it.” Also, people say I’m a horrible cook, and by people, I mean my family is included. Totally had to beg Ces to teach me how to cook it over FaceTime, and it wasn’t really that hard. Then she pushes the fish and chips in my direction. I stare at her, and usually, she’d break eye contact or try to talk her way out of the situation, but this time, she simply shakes her head as if I’m the one being unreasonable. “Do you have to be grumpy about everything? Besides, purple is superior. “Do you have to make everything so…purple?” With a sigh, I lower myself onto the edge of the blanket and grab some utensils. “Are you going to just stand there all day?” “Unfortunately, I’m like the first daughter and have to be watched at all times, so this is the only type of date we can have until further notice.” She smiles up at me, the blue-gray of her eyes sparkling under the hint of sun. Her translucent skin would become red, then purple-like her favorite fucking color. With the way I’m looking down at her, she appears so small that I could ruin her with a flogging. She’s wearing a ruffled skirt that stops above her knees and an off-the-shoulder crop top that reveals her belly button. I have to remind myself that I can’t break her…yet. Fuck, she didn’t even know pain before I came along.
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