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Evan had arrived back at the house about an hour later. The bike ride back was usually a 30 minute ride but he decided to stop at the bookstore to pick up a few books so the trip wasn’t totally pointless and awful, as he convinced himself it was. He had bought 3 books, two were for himself and the other one was for Pandora. The books he had gotten himself were Matilda and a new copy of Picture of Dorian Gray, as his copy was too worn out and was practically falling apart. The book for Pandora was a book about bird species, he wasn’t quite sure about anything else about it, he only got it as the cover was pretty and it seemed like something she would enjoy.
“J’en ai tellement marre de lui!” Evan exclaimed as he walked into the kitchen to where Pandora was. Pandora was currently baking chocolate chip cookies, as she did on a weekly basis. Evan was pretty sure she made the best cookies in all of Italy, which she denied too, she has always been quite a humble girl.
“He’s not that bad. He’s just a little….aloof,” She scrunched her face trying to think of the right words. She placed the cookie batter down before turning around to face Evan. “Alors, que s’est-il passé?”
“Well, I obviously took him to the bank. That was alright I suppose as he didn’t get a chance to be an absolute prick,” She laughed lightly at this before she jumped to sit on the counter. “Then we went to this small café where he barely spoke to me and when he did it was just about fucking living here but that lasted for about 2 seconds as he decided to run off somewhere…oh and guess what he said. He said later .”
“You went to a café together?” A small smile grew on her face which Evan found laughable as that was the least important part of his short rant.
“Did you miss the part where he said later? Who says later as a goodbye?” Pandora did not reply to this. “Yeah exactly, no-one does. Absolutely no-one. He is so infuriating. You can deal with him from now on. You can take him on his dumb little trips”
“Okay, two things. First the café part is the most important part of this story and second I’m pretty sure you’re the only one who is so bothered by this ‘later’. I’m getting concerned now.” Evan rolled his eyes at this remark. “Wait actually three things, you didn’t need to go to a café with him, you could have just left so..” She shrugged her shoulders as she spoke.
“Well maybe I’m just nice unlike him . I have manners.”
“Personally I think you have a crush, this obsession with his ‘laters’ are starting to sound like you don’t want him to leave.” She now had a very smug expression on her face which somehow seemed to intensify at every passing second from the look on Evans face. He was severely shocked. He looked as if he was just told his parents had died and he was now an orphan. Pandora had never been happier.
“Me? In love with that old man? Putain de souhait.” His expression was dead serious.
“He is not old, he is only two years older, he is only 20. Plus I never said you were in love, I said you had a crush.” She said it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Are you in love with Barty, Evan Rosier?”
“Ew, what, no, you were implying it.” Pandora had jumped off the counter by now and began eating the cookie batter. No matter how much her parents told her it was bad to eat raw cookie batter she never much listened,as it tasted good who cared. “And also I have only known him for like what a day and I am definitely not that love sick that I would like anyone, especially him, that i haven’t known for more than a month.”
“You so do, and I was not implying that you're in love. You saying that just proves that you're in love but in denial I don't make the rules.” She put her hands in a surrendering like way before shrugging.
“Was too.”
“Was not.”
“Was too.”
“Wass not.”
“Wass too.”
“Was not.”
“Was too-”
“What are you two squabbling about?” Their Mother had walked into the kitchen, she leaned against the door frame with her arms crossed in front of her waiting for an answer.
“Nothing Evan is just being difficult as always.” She glared towards Evan with an eyeroll.
“What, me?! It’s you that’s being difficult.”
“Uhm, I so was not.”
“Was too”
“Was no-”
”As much as I enjoy watching you two go back and forth with those words, dinner has to be made so shoo shoo,” She had begun throwing her hands in the air towards the door. “And Evan stop being stubborn and Pandora you’re going to get salmonella one day, and don't say I didn’t tell you.”
Pandora was very happy that their Mother had sided with her, she had whisper-shouted a ‘Ha’ at him, but that soon disappeared when she grabbed the bowl as she walked past to leave the kitchen. So as revenge Evan stuck his tongue out at her when the bowl was taken. They walked out the kitchen but not before Pandora kicked Evan in the ankle and ran out before he could do anything.