𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

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"Su T."

"How are you doing?" I asked her.

"I'm full." She replied.

"Ah. Glad to hear that." I said smiling.

"So, I've seen it." I added.

"Oh."

"Why didn't you give it to me in person?" I asked her.

"Wanted too." She replied.

Or she is just nervous?

"And why couldn't you wait till Monday?" I asked her.

"Didn't want to." She replied.

Or she just couldn't wait?

"It's nice. Is Ken in the air?" I asked her.

"Yeah." She replied.

"Cool. How's your day going?" I asked.

"Eh. I'm babysitting!" She said.

"No you're not!!" I heard a tiny voice.

"What the f Cleo!" She said.

Her younger sister.

"She's just like that because I preferred staying home like a lazy pig instead of going to scoop with her." She ranted.

"I'm bored!"

"Cleo. I'm on the phone! Be twice your age for a sec." She told her sister.

"Why don't you take her to scoop?" I asked her.

"Cause I don't want go out." She replied.

"It's nice out." I said.

She needs fresh air. She really does!

"Yeah I know but......"

"Tell you what? I could tag along." I offered.

"I don't know...." She sounded unsure.

"It's not compulsory Camilla." I said.

"I know. Aiit, screw it. I'll meet you at scoop. But you're paying!!" She notified.

"No problem." I said and she hung up. I stood up and grabbed my jacket leaving the office for today.

-*-

"Cleo, Toby. Toby, Cleo."

"Nice to meet you." I told her.

"You too." She said smiling and sat down. Camilla shrugged at me and sat down.

"So, bucket list hnn?" I asked her.

"Yup." She replied popping the 'p'.

"But I don't wanna talk about therapy stuff right now." She told me.

"Sure. What would you like to order?" I asked her.

"Chocolate milkshake, chocolate cookies and muffins. And don't forget take outs. We can also add cupcakes." She replied looking so mischevious.

"Why do I feel like you're trying to make me regret calling you out?" I asked her smiling. She laughed.

"You call me out, you deal with the consequences." She replied.

"Whatever." I said.

We ordered and I have no idea why Camilla wants to eat all these cavities but who am I to ask?

"So, what is going on in your life?" She asked me.

"Your other crazy patients? Ooh, your nice ass girlfriend?" She asked.

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