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Brandon
I turned my face and pointed my index finger to the bed. I noticed Rachel's face flushing red. She chuckled and looked down, her fists clenched.
"What are you talking about?" She asked, and I scanned her from head to toe.
"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked, and then scoffed. "In fact, what are you even thinking about?"
She faced me, and forced a small smile. "Huh," She muttered.
"That" I whispered, and pointed at the bed again. "Go and keep the first aid box for me"
"Huh!" She said loudly, her eyes widely open. "Oh, was that why you called me?"
"Of course. Why? Were you thinking otherwise?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"What?" She cackled, clapping her hands. "What other thing would I be thinking about? Anyways, I will go and keep that for you"
She started movin
