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next to me. “ “Oh hi gorgeous girl,”” I say to her while kissing her head. My most prized possession, this sweet kitty. Still so ironic to me the feelings I have for her.
    Jemma is still asleep, I ’m assuming as her door is closed. Dan spends the night most nights, when they aren’t at his place so I’m not game to knock, especially with the moans that I hear coming out of that room. Damn.
    I head out of our apartment and lock the door behind me.
    “Oh Miss Thorne,” I hear a ladies voice call out to me. I spin around to find Mrs. Monroe from the apartment next door standing there. “Good morning Mrs. Monroe, how are you?” I say to her being nice and friendly.
    “ Just thought I’d tell you, there have been a few break-ins over the last two weeks, so make sure you lock up good and tight and don’t leave valuables in your car,” Mrs. Monroe tells me informatively.
    “ Oh no, people are just terrible to steal,” I tell her annoyed that this is happening in our neighbourhood. “Thank you for telling me. I will pass it along to Jemma as well, we will be extra careful. Thanks Mrs. Monroe,” I reply as I keep walking or I will be late for work.
    Opening the door I climb in to my little vehicle, off to another busy day in the office.
    The day flies by and I’m so grateful that it’s Friday. It has been a long week and I’m ready for some sleep ins and lazy days.
    I head home to unwind with a glass of wine, before I need to be showered and dressed.
    We are heading to Dylan’s friends place. Charles is a university student apparently studying to be a lawyer.
    I am quite interested to meet one of his friends, from the way he talks there only seems to be one or two and I think you can gage a thing or two about a person from their friends.
    I see Dylan’s truck pulling up to the gutter, only five mins later than he told me.
    “ Hey Roxy, sorry I’m a little late. You look beautiful,” Dylan tells me smirking and looking me up and down. “No problem and that comment just made up for it,” I say to him cheekily.
    I am wearing my light blue denim skirt that is not too short and a black wrap around top. My silver hoop earrings are perfect and make up nice and simple, with my hair pulled into a low ponytail.
    “You look nice yourself,” I tell him smirking. Seeing a guy in jeans is sexy to me, especially when they are tight around the arse. He is wearing a simple white t-shirt with the brand Colorado on the front pocket, a nice change from his electrician overalls.
    “ Charles lives in Newtown, should only be around twenty-five minutes Rox,” Dylan informs me as we are driving. I hear Bon Jovi’s “In These Arms” on the radio and immediately turn the volume up.
    “ Roxy that’s a bit loud I’m driving!” Dylan shouts over the music.
    “ Are your ears sore grandpa?” I shout back teasing him.
    Obviously unimpressed with my comment he turns the music all the way to low and I can’t even hear it now. ““Hey, I like that song,”” I declare somewhat annoyed.
    “ You turned it up too loud I couldn’t concentrate,” he remarks back to me.
    “ Dylan what the fuck?” I am now pissed off. He looks at me with angry eyes and raised eyebrows. “Why are you swearing at me Roxy? You are so childish at times,” he remarks.
    “ Oh I’m childish? You’re the one who turned a brilliant song off for no reason,” I state to him not backing down and unsure of what the outcome is going to be.
    “ Look we will be at Charles place in ten minutes. I’m not fighting with you, here turn it up,” he says as he turns the radio up a little bit. Of course Bon Jovi has finished.
    “ Whatever, it’s finished now anyway,” I state frustrated that he thought he could just make the call and turn it down. Feeling like Groundhog’s Day again.
    We pull up to a house in Newtown, a small brick home, dark brown and red in colour, obviously from the seventies era judging by the state it is in. It has a single