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She sits up, confused until Gwen comes back. She takes the water and kisses her head. "Thank you."

"Uh huh, sick."

She frowned as she nuzzled her “food-food”

"You know the only thing i can make is cereal. And mama doesn't feel good."

She’s sleeping in the middle of the day, and that’s not like her. Her three-year-old knows it too, and she’s met with her daughter’s face close to hers when she opens up her eyes. “Hi?” // @pcrestheart

“Hi” Gwen waved at her. She moved closer and rested her head on the crook of Lily’s neck “I’m hungry”

She hugs her close and closes her eyes. "Maybe we can order a pizza?"

“Just because I like him doesn’t mean I’d support everything he says”

"I know that."

“You’re breaking my heart”

“Shhhh.”

“You hear that? Completely shattered”

"You're such a faker."

“You’re breaking my heart”

"Shhhh."

“She told him to fuck off”

“Sounds like her.”

“She’s right. He doesn’t know what he’s saying”

“He believes it.’

“That doesn’t mean he’s right”

"Peter said this?"

“She told him to fuck off”

“Sounds like her.”

“She’s right. He doesn’t know what he’s saying”

"He believes it.'

“There’s that pout”

“I’m not.”

“Yep” He poked her cheek “Definitely”

"I don't like you right now."

“She told him to fuck off”

"Sounds like her."

“There’s that pout”

"I'm not."

“Go to waste huh?”

“And that “failure could be genetic” ”

"I see."

“You’re showing a nasty streak lately”

“So are you.”

“You already knew that so ha”

"Hmph."

"Go to waste huh?"