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“well if you ever want something harder, you at least know who to ask, right?” he laughed and leaned back in his seat. he brought his hand to his heart and pouted. “ouch, jet. i’m hurt. i am an excellent babysitter. those kids need to be prepared for the real world. someone has to tell them when they’re being fucking stupid. why not me?” he laughed before wrapping his hand around his own shot glass, watching as the liquid splashed around in the small cup.
“God help me if I actually ever want something harder.” Because that’s probably mean she’s down in the rabbit hole. She rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Hurt? Wasn’t aware you even had feelings for it to be hurt.” She teased, knocking back her drink. “Peice of advice? Don’t ever have kids. Seriously, if I ever have kids, you’re also not allowed near them.











