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Chapter 6: Making Dinner Jamie was, admittedly, pretty excited to use Luke’s key to get into his apartment once they were in the building. Sofia barrelled in first, throwing off her backpack, coat and shoes immediately. Jamie was carrying the groceries and also the picnic hamper, and he shut the door after them. He opened his mouth to say something along the lines of: can you not leave your stuff everywhere…but she flew off into the apartment. He heard the bathroom door slam, and smiled to himself. “Okay, then,” he said, setting the picnic hamper down. The food had been out of the refrigerator a long time now, so Jamie figured he’d let Luke deal with it. He didn’t want Sofia to eat anything from there. He toed off his boots, setting them aside, and hung up his jacket. He tidied up Sof