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" Are you really moving that again?” he asked. “I don’t know. Do you think it looked better where it was before?” “Yeah, I do, considering there’s already holes in the wall where it was.” I narrowed my eyes. “Kidding…put it wherever it makes you happy.” “Sebastian,” I said, stomping my foot. “Ysabelle,” he mocked, stomping his foot. “You haven’t helped at all and every time I ask you for your opinion you don’t care.” He smiled. “You’re right, I don’t.” I glared at him. “Ysa, I have a dick, which means I don’t give a fuck where anything goes. Do what makes you happy.” I "
― M. Robinson , MVP (VIP, #3)