“What are you doing?” Harper asked in a sing song voice.
She slumped from her spot on the couch, sliding on to the floor and pouting. She’d grown tired of reading her book and flipping through a magazine, the background noise of Tris’s game keeping the apartment from getting too quiet, but now that she was done she wanted him to be, too.
“Hey...” She pulled the blanket that had been draped over his lap to the floor with her to distract him from his game, giving Tris the big puppy eyes she did whenever she wanted something. “Food? I want food. Should we order something?” she asked, tugging on his wrist from her spot on the floor. “I’ll pay!”
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