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You shake your head as you kick your heels off, put them aside and open the door. You nearly curse. Smiling at you is a six foot one nineteen year old you've come to dislike. He nods at you, smiling cockily without taking his hands out of his red vest, his gelled black hair shining thanks to the dim glow of a streetlight.

"Hello Martin." You force a smile.

"Hey, 'sup Miss Kelly!" He says smugly, taking a step closer and filling your nose with the stench of cigarettes. "Mind if I come in?"

*[[MCBB/You do mind. Make up some excuse to keep him out.]]
*[[MCBB/You put up with him. What's the worst that he can do?]]

[[Category:Moms can be bad]]

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