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Good Morning to you too, you heartless creature' Samantha thought as he walked into the kitchen in silence. She stopped looking at him and looked back down at her plate of waffle. She ate one more and then grabbed a cup of coffee. He was annoyed with her already and it was only the morning. Record timing. At least they didn't have to go out together just yet. Being indoors was easier for the both of them. She sipped her coffee and exited the kitchen. She walked down the hall to the living room. It was giant. There was a 70" plasma screen TV plastered on one wall and a bookshelf that covered up another wall. There was decorative couches and pillows. But she wasn't going to be in the living room.
Walking across the carpeted floor she opened the side screen door. She shut the screen behind her and saw down on one of the outdoor chairs. She rested her coffee cup on one the coasters. She had a book here already waiting for her to finish. It was 'To Kill a Mockingbird' by Harper Lee. This was the third time that she has read it, but she loved it. It wasn't as good as Of Mice of Men and it told Twilight to take a hike. Samantha leaned back ever so slightly so that she was comfortable in the chair. Just as she opened the book her phone rang. The ringtone pointed out that it was her agent. The last person she wanted to talk to.
Regrettably, Samantha closed the book and picked up the phone. '
Time to be the perfect girlfriend'
"Good Morning
Debra," Samantha chimed.
"Hello Sam, how are you and Chance doing?" Debra asked.
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Terrible' "Great. We are eating breakfast," she answered honestly. Lying wasn't her best suite.
"That's great! Well I hope you don't mind me crashing the couple breakfast, but I need to talk to you," Debra asked. In the background she could hear Debra moving about and getting into a vehicle.
"No. It's fine. Come on over," Samantha said. They said their goodbyes and Samantha hung up. Letting out a sigh she walked back into the house. She did not want to talk to Debra. It wasn't ever really a talk. She just kept bombarding her with questions about how she felt about Chance and their relationship and what not. Only in the end does she mention Samantha's job.
She walked through the living room and past the kitchen. "Debra is coming," she said still walking towards her room. She going to fix her hair. Debra seemed to have a habit of doing it herself, but she knows how Debra likes it. Push back and up. Standing in the bathroom mirror she started adjusting her hair. She let out a sigh. "It is too early to play pretend."