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    Addiction – (Chapter: 2)

    I woke up and stretched, a sigh immediately escaping me as I remembered the text from last night.  I tossed the blankets off and walked out of my room and to the door of Blake’s room.  He was sprawled out, some of the beer bottles now on the floor, and his finger in his nose.  I cringed slightly in disgust before yelling, “Hey!”

    He jumped up and groaned, “Wha- huh?”

    I rolled my eyes, “Get out.”

    ”Wha-?”

    ”Get.  Out.  We’re over, make sure to that your stuff with you but leave mine.”

    I wasn’t one for being subtle when it came to talking to complete idiots, so I turned and walked away heading downstairs and into the kitchen.

    ”Morning hun, what can I get your for breakfast this morning?”

    I smiled at my friend and chef, “Morning Riley and I’ll have anything you’ll cook.”  I sat down on the barstool in front of the kitchen counter and watched her butter a pan that was sitting on the stove before placing four pieces of bread on it.

    ”So, what’s n-“

    ”Spencer!”

    I rolled my eyes as Blake made his way in, cringing at his own loud voice, “Blake.”

    ”You can’t be serious about breaking up with me.”

    He was much quieter this time, almost to the point that I couldn’t hear him at all, “I am serious so you need to get out already.”

    ”But Spence-“

    As if reading Spencer’s mind, Riley walked over to the small computer panel in the wall and hit a button before returning to the stove.

    ”Miss Carlin?”

    I smiled and turned towards a pair of my security guards, “Get rid of him, please.”

    ”Spence!”

    I just turned back to Riley as they forcibly removed Blake him yelling and then groaning in pain, “I dumped Blake, what’s new with you?”

    Riley chuckled, “About time, too.  I, on the other hand, have nothing to share.”

    ”No new boy toys?” she shook her head, “How about girl toys?”

    ”Sadly no because I really, really need to get laid.”

    I chuckled as I watched her butter and flip the bread over, “Don’t we all.”

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