“I say we play,” Elena said, grinning. After school, she had joined the group, and they were all lounging around Claire’s bedroom.
“I want to say yes, but if something bad happens, I feel like I’m going to be blamed,” Rio said as he eyed the rest of them warily.
“Roland, opinion?” Claire asked. “And if something douchy comes out of your mouth, I will smack you to next week. You’ve been pissy all day.”
“Play, don’t play. I don’t care.”
“I want to play,” Lyric said, putting his hand up a little as he smiled.
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“Whatever we’re playing, I want in. Abuelita is driving me crazy,” Victor said as he walked into the bedroom and sat next to Lyric, who smiled at him.
Claire glared at her cousin. “If you don’t knock next time, I will kill you.”
“Mami! Claire is threatening me again!” he yelled
