Snow "I'm home!" "Andre's here!" Miranda screams, leaves her plate of cookies and runs to the living room. I roll my eyes, groaning, then I follow her to the living room. "How are you doing Miranda? I came to see you." He says to her. "I'm doing well Andre. Snow and I made cookies. Come have some." "You made the cookies or Snow did? I'm not eating anything she makes." "Hey! I'm right here." I yell at him but he ignores me. "We made it together. It's delicious, trust me." Miranda says, pulling him to the kitchen. I follow them back into the kitchen and find Andre eating my cookies. I glare at him before getting more cookies for myself and pouring myself a new glass of milk. "How did you even get in?" I ask Andre. "You gave me the passcode, remember?" I narrow my eyes at him. "Did I?" He winks at me in response. "Let's not argue like kids in front of Miranda." He opens up his bag and pulls out a pack of jelly beans. "For you Miranda." "Thanks Andre." She says politely. "I'l
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