Evelyn was a little angry.
Looking at Archie, “Then you would never buy me food for running so far.”
Three horizontal lines were drawn on Archie’s forehead and knocked on her head.
“Did I not make it for you in the morning or was you hungry? Also, if I went out to buy you breakfast, would you run the milk on your own, fry your own eggs, or fry the ham?”
Evelyn rubbed his aching head and curled his lips.
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