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We talked and then ended up falling asleep. A women's voice, woke me up. She shook me awake. "Babies wake up." She said. Her voice haunted my head for a minute. "What's wrong?" He asked worriedly yawning.
"She called us." I looked at him, he rubbed my arms followed by his eyes. "It's Maria. She is a sweetheart; let's go then." He yawned once again. He stood up, folded the blanket and placed it on the sofa next to the door.
We walked out to the main room. We entered what seemed like the living room. It was gorgeous, I bet dad bought the house furnished. We entered the first door.
We entered the room. Emma sat by my right, empty chair and Ethan. Dylan sat there so I could sit next to my dad.
"Bon appetite." Dylan shouted. We joined them; our meal was served as he removed the dish that covered our plates. Everyone was eating a salad with grilled beef and carrot rice. It looked so delicious but Ethan wasn't eating that. He was eating lasagna.
I finally removed the metal food protector above my plate. I got the same as Ethan.
My dad laid back on his chair. "Where were you two?" Dad asked, with the not interested but interested look.
"Watching a movie and then we fell asleep." Dylan said. "Okay." He looked at me while taking his phone out of his back pocket and then began scrolling down through Twitter, I guess.
"Baby, I'm going to work during the weekend, gotta check if everything is going according to plans." He locked his phone.
"Why? It seems as if you don't even have time for me?" I muttered.
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