Re: About ten minutes into their conversation...
"Your room smells like boy. She can sleep in my room. I still fuckin' have bunk beds from back when Mom thought there might be two of me. We can split them up and divide the room in half."
Nic already had a plan and while yesh, she had bacon, the world did in fact still exist. That and she'd already inhaled the bacon and left a neat little stack of pepperoni in its wake.
"Pizza's good. Next time, more bcn, less pepperoni."
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