Chapter 3 "It Looks Good On You Although It Would Be Better Off"

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*Veronica POV*

I walk in to the kitchen groaning to myself. I need water my whole mouth taste like sand. 

"V?" I heard Danny call out these stairs are so damn creaky. At least if I was to be robbed I'd hear it coming. 

"Shut up" I mumbled my eyes half shut the kitchen felt like I was looking in to the sun due to how open plan it was with many windows. 

"Aren't you sweet in the morning?" I rolled my eyes shoving him out the way of the fridge I grabbed two bottles of water. I drank one whole just chugging it all down needed to refresh my mouth. 

"Pills" Danny offered me I swallowed them not needing to be asked twice. 

"I need food" I begged sitting at the breakfast bar.

"Snake is bringing his moms pancakes over" great I have to see him today. At least he will come with food. 

"Miss me?" I hit my head on the breakfast bar ignoring the loud mouthed tattoo man behind me. 

"Ronnie it's rude to ignore people" I grunted in response. I wish he would shut up my head hurts. 

"To think my mum made your favourite type of pancakes" Lorenzo muttered. I looked up a fake smile on my face. 

"Chocolate chip?" I asked the fake smile getting bigger. Lorenzo pushed a plate to me I grabbed it taking a fork I stuffed my face.

"Fuck I love Camilla" I moaned eating the best pancakes I've ever tasted. Camilla's pancakes brought back memories of the rush to school mornings we used to have. The boys arguing for the last pancake not seeing me sneak past munching away watching them.

"Sounds like you're enjoying them" Danny joked I slapped his hand away from my pancakes. 

"Go get your own Cam made these for me" I snapped at him. 

I finished cleaning the kitchen I placed the plates that Camilla had sent the pancakes on to the side ready for Lorenzo to take home later. I reached for a glass on the top shelf. I would like to say thanks to Danny who thought it would be fun to rearrange the kitchen and not take in to consideration that I was 5'2. I get pushed aside by a giant.

"Here" I took the glass not wanting to seem like a bitch. 

"No thank you?" urgh 

"I could of gotten it myself" I lied. 

"How? You can barely reach the bottom shelf of the cupboard" I hit his arm before I filled my glass with orange juice. 

"Is that my T-shirt?" he asked I looked down at the Nirvana top

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"Is that my T-shirt?" he asked I looked down at the Nirvana top. It could be his since Camilla gave me a load of his older stuff. 

"It could be Camilla gave me loads of you old shirts since you weren't going to fit in them when you came back" I explained awkwardly. He just laughed 

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