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Angel was barely inside the door when Rich, who kicked the door closed behind her, had an arm around her waist, with his face buried in the crook of her neck. “Sit down,” Angel scooted over on the bench seat, noticing Brynn’s wobbly legs. Angel was tense, and tried to pull away, but he kept pulling her back. Angel slid off of him and dug out some clean smelling clothes from a pile of laundry on the floor. “How you know baking soda good for blisters?” Riggs questioned. The girl held out a handful of money; the change from her meal.
