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“we’ll just pretend like that’s from swelling or meds or something. no one needs to know how weepy i am,” biyi snorted. “bet– if we ever get a win as full 12, you’re gonna cry. i guarantee,” she teased. “you say you’re kidding, but i’ve talked to wes– he’s losing his mind. he’s such a good man, but good lord, he needs to focus on you guys! i have andy here to take care of me. i don’t need him checking up on me every hour, even though i appreciate it…”
“oh bet? i would say what stakes, but i’m gonna win, so i wouldn’t make you part with your money like that,” suda teased in return. a mock-solemn look passed over her face. “it’s true - i think wes has reached peak dad panic. one of his kids is in the wars and the other 11 are loose in the wild...it’s a wonder the poor dude hasn’t exploded already.” she shook her head, smiling. “he really needs to worry less. i love how much he cares, but most of us are grown ass women now, as much as i joke about us causing chaos. we need him to stay sane so he can support us when we really need it.”












