" you wanted this, so stop bitching! " hannah manages to say through her own panting, eyes practically shooting daggers at the blonde next to her. he's shirtless, of course. seriously; for someone with ridiculous amounts of money, he certainly seems to have a terribly small wardrobe. the two of them have settled into a nice routine; he'd drag her out of the house to go on a run, and hannah would complain the entire time but refuse to quit because she is not a quitter! today, however, it seemed that roles were reversed and he was the one mumbling under his breath every now and then. the brunette stops dead in her tracks in the middle of the street, cheeks bright red and blue eyes narrowed in dean's direction. " okay, fine- spill. " she waves a hand dramatically before settling it on her hip. " but let me remind you that i am allie's best friend first, human being second. so if you even hint at saying something i don't like, i will claw your eyes out. " hannah adds, flashing him an innocent smile. " you may proceed. "
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