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77. January
Dairine shivered and pushed her hands further into the pockets of her jacket. "It's cold!" she growled at her older sister.
Nita glared at the redhead. "Really?" she snapped.
"Go call Kit and tell him to hurry it up!" Dairine snarled.
"Fiine," Nita growled. Kit, she mentally called, Get your pansy butt over here before Dairine and I have a fight, and help us fix the heater!
Bossy. I'm just trying to get 'mela and Ronan kissing out of my mind.
What? Oh, I'm really sorry you had to see that. They scarred me too.
"Where is he?" Dairine huffed.
"Trying not to vomit. Walked in on 'mela and Ronan," Nita said.
"Well that's enough to scar anybody," Dairine said, practical as ever. "He should GET HIS BUTT OVER HERE SO HE DOESN'T HAVE TO SEE THEM."
Dairine really needs anger management, huh? Kit asked.
There was a pop from the backyard, and the Rodriguez boy came strolling into the house. "Yo."
"Yo, yourself," Nita greeted.
"Fix the heater," Dairine growled.
Kit rolled his eyes. "Why don't you go bother your boyfriend on Wellakh?" he asked.
She blushed redder than her hair.
Nita snickered. "Go on and quit bothering us. I'm sure it's warm there."
Flushed and angry (but starting to smile), the younger Callahan flounced down to the basement. Nita followed slightly, and, once she was sure her sister had gone into the world gate that had been added to the wall, uttered a string of words in the Speech. The heater restarted, and she went back upstairs.
"Nice job," Kit said, raising his eyebrows at her from the couch.
"I had to get her out of the house somehow."
"Smart way," he said, grinning.
"Roshaun cures all, as far as she's concerned," Nita snickered, sitting next to him.
"At least we can get some work done with her gone," Kit sighed. "I've had enough innuendo to last me the rest of my life."
"Me too."
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"You left them alone?" Roshaun asked, raising an eyebrow. His rooms were, as usual, overdecorated (to Dairine's eye), but she was a lot more used to them.
"I felt sorry for Neets. If she's so desperate to be alone with Kit that she has to use a spell on the heater, I figured I should leave them be."
He grinned.
"It's not like I'm evil," she snorted.
"Of course not," he said.
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Like it? I don't particularly, but I'm not in the mood to agonize over it.