Chapter 18

With Charlotte

"Pick it up Helmsley you're dragging behind!" the volleyball coach yelled from the bleachers of the high school gym

Charlotte huffed as she ran around the gym trying to catch up with the rest of her team. She hated Saturday practices, especially when Coach B was in a mood. The volleyball team had started practicing for the school year over the summer and Charlotte was this close from quitting. The practices had been nothing but cardio and Charlotte's legs were killing her. Not to mention the fact that she was the youngest player on the team being the only rising sophomore at the summer workouts. All the other girls were giving her a hard time, making it their mission to make her look back in the coach's eye.

"Alright, alright..enough" the coach called causing all of the girls to finish their lap while Charlotte huffed and jogged over to the group, finishing last, "Since Helmsley over here wants to take her time and jog everybody's going to run the stairs until she can finish a mile in perfect time"

The rest of the girls groaned and gave Charlotte death glares causing her to duck her head trying to hide, "Nice going Charlotte, if you don't do this right I'll personally make sure you never see the court again"

"Helmsley.. you have 8 minutes….if you complete a mile in that amount of time then everyone can go home early. If not, then you'll have to do it again until you can" Coach B said before ordering the rest of the team to the door of the gym that led to three flights of stairs which connected to a hall above the gym and down another set of stairs which led back into a different door in the gym.

Once the coach blew the whistle all the girls started running, Charlotte gave a huff before taking off. She hated running but she knew if she didn't make this time she wouldn't be able to show her face to the team again. Charlotte ran around the gym doing her laps as the other girls ran up the stairs and back down coming through the gym all shouting at her to hurry up every time she passed them.

"Pick it up Helmsley"

"Or else"

Charlotte pushed herself faster and finished a couple of laps, 20 around the gym was a mile to the coach and by the time Charlotte hit 15 her leg started to hurt a little, "You got 2 minutes left Helmsley"

Charlotte huffed out her held breath and ran faster feeling the scars on her leg burns as her bone started to ache. Ever since her accident her leg healed back properly but it was very easy to aggravate which is why she was always the slowest runner on the high school team, and when she complained about it to her mother Stephanie said that running faster didn't make her better. Her mother told her that it was her character and her attitude that held her above the rest but from Charlotte's stand point if she couldn't run fast or play perfectly she wouldn't be good enough. Her teammates constant jeers and glares confirmed this for her long before she ever played her first high school game.

"And time!" the coach called out, shocking Charlotte causing her to stop and see that she had already ran her five laps. The rest of the team gathered around coming down from the stairs all huffing and out of breath as they waited for the final time, "It looks like we're all going home early. 7 minutes and 58 seconds Helmsley….next time we'll aim for seven thirty...alright everyone hit the showers and head home"

The rest of the team gave relieved sighs and patted Charlotte on the back except for one blond girl who stood across from her with a frown. Charlotte had recognized right away that this was Natalya the team captain and imediately ducked her head down to avoid eye contact. If anyone hated her on the team it was Natalya, "You were really close there"

"Yeah" Charlotte shrugged and gave a nervous laugh

"Look Charlotte, I like you-"

"You do?"

The captain ignored this and continued on, walking around charlotte sizing her up as she talked, "You have what it takes to take over this team once I'm gone...but that leg of yours….it's a problem. If you want to be a leader you have to work harder, get faster, prove that you can hang with the big dogs. Then maybe the rest of the team will see your actual potential"

"But I-"

"Don't give me an excuse, leaders don't make excuses they work around problems…"

"But i...I'm not a leader"

"Not yet but you could be and a really good one" Natalya walked right up to Charlotte staring up at the younger girl because the height difference, "everything that I have gotten I have earned, I know that I can go in and kick ass and take names. Once you get your confidence and work on your skills and conditioning, you'll be a force to be reckoned with"

Charlotte smiled and thanked the older girl before Natalya walked off and headed to the locker room with the rest of the team. Charlotte looked around the now empty gym and smiled sadly, she loved this sport, she really did, and she was going to take Natalya's words to heart. She wanted to be the best in everything she did, she had to be. So she was going to work, she was going to push herself and make sure she gets that captain spot next year, even though she'll only be a junior. Charlotte grabbed her duffle bag from the bleachers and left the gym, not bothering to go to the locker room with the rest of the team. She would just walk home, it wasn't a far walk, if she cut through the football field she would be in the back of their neighborhood and she could just walk another five minutes to get to her house.

As Charlotte headed out to the football field she noticed that the football team was wrapping up practice when she bumped into a tall guy in a number 45 football jersey and helmet who had been walking backwards towards the track she was walking on, "Oh sorry my bad"

"No it's fine"

The boy took his helmet off revealing that it was Roman Reigns, a boy in Charlotte's biology class, "It's... charlotte….right?"

Charlotte starred with wide eyes at the boy watching as he shook his long black hair from his helmet and stared down at her with amazing dark brown eyes. She continued to stare until it got a little uncomfortable before she said, "Oh uh yeah...I'm Charlotte"

"Yeah we went to elementary school together" and middle school Charlotte thought with a dopey smile, "You coming from volleyball practice?"

"Oh yeah..we finished early" Charlotte said looking down at her own practice jersey, mentally cursing herself for not showering in the locker room, she probably smelled like sweaty loser

"Really? I know Coach B and she rarely ever lets anyone go early even in gym class" Roman said with a laugh causing Charlotte to blush

"Yeah well I have to run a mile in 8 minutes for it so.."

"That's cool...oh hey, my friend is throwing a party..he told me to invite people and since you're afternoon is free now, I figured why not"

"A-a party?"

"Yeah...here give me your phone and I'll give you my number and the address" Charlotte grabbed her phone from her duffle bag and handed it over to him, relishing in the few seconds that their hands touched as he took the phone from to and began typing. ONce he was done he handed it over and smiled, "There you go...it's going to be pretty laid back so you don't have to dress up...I mean if you don't want to..you can if you do it's all cool"

Charlotte laughed as roman stuttered, her heart fluttering knowing that she wasn't the only nervous one in this exchange, "ok..i'll see you there"

"See you there Charlotte" with that Roman walked away and Charlotte continued to walk along the track to get to the other side of the football field to get to the small gate that could be stepped over and led to the neighborhood.

With Sasha

A fourteen year old Sasha rummaged through the large closet looking for something to wear for the party that Seth was throwing tonight. It was supposed to be a huge bash to have the last day of summer go out with a bash before they all started high school. Her and Seth had been an on again off again couple since the sixth grade and they just had a major breakup about two weeks ago, followed by them getting back together on tuesday and now they're broken up again, so Sasha wanted to make sure she looked extra good to make Seth jealous.

Sasha looked passed the boot and crutches that leaned against the wall and pulled out a long blue dress, rolling her eyes at it before going through whatever was in the back. There were some cute tops and skinny jeans, some skirts and a few blouses but sasha ignored all of that searching for something that she knew would make Seth take her back on the spot.

"Sasha...what the hell are you doing in my room?" Charlotte yelled upon entering her room to see half of her closet on the floor.

The younger of the two turned quickly to her older sister and gave an innocent smile holding the perfect dress behind her back. Charlotte was still dressed in her volleyball practice gear-an old jersey and shorts that revealed some scars along her leg from injuries and she wasn't supposed to be home from until 3 and it was only 2:45, "What are you doing here?"

"I live here...in this exact room..what are you doing in here?"

Sasha smiled brightly feigning innocence, "Just helping you redecorate"

"I told you stop going through my stuff...you dont like it when Bayley does it to you, so don't do it to me"

"This is different this is an emergency" Sasha pleading still hiding the dress

"What's the emergency?"

"Seth"

"What..Seth is not an emergency you two break up every other week and didn't mom and dad say you couldn't date that boy anyway?"

"No they-" Charlotte cut her younger sister off and walked towards her slowly before saying in a threatening voice

"Next time I catch you in my room I'll tell mom..maybe I should tell her now about what you and Seth have been up to while she's-"

Sasha's eyes widened slightly not sure whether or not her sister was bluffing, "You can't tell mom and dad….sister pact"

Charlotte rolled her eyes at her little sister before dropping her backpack onto her bed, "I won't tell...if…" Charlotte began yanking Sasha out of her room, pushing the girl so that she landed flat on her butt outside the door, "You stay out of my room!"

Sasha flinched as the door slammed before looking around to see that she had managed to snag the dress without Charlotte noticing, doing a small fist pump and sticking her tongue out at the door, knowing that Charlotte couldn't see her.

"Yes..yes, yes" she whispered to herself

"What are you doing?" Sasha looked up to see Becky standing over her, dressed in a black tank top and shorts with a gym bag slung over her shoulders. She had grown taller than Sasha and her hair was even brighter than when they were kids, however the foreigner's time in the states had caused her to slightly lose her accent, only sounding completely Irish when she was mad or excited.

"Nothing"

"It looks like you're talking to a door" She said with an eyebrow raise

"I am not" Sasha said before pushing herself up and holding up the dress to show proof of her victory, "I just won a war"

"Is that Charlotte's favorite dress?" Becky asked slightly impressed that her sister managed to get it, "you're so dead"

"Please Charlotte can't touch me"

"How did you even...ya know what...Never mind I don't want to know...when Charlotte comes ta kill you I want nothin' to do with it"

"You could at least have my back" Sasha said slightly hurt

"no thanks" Becky stepped around her sister and headed towards the stairs, her and Sasha's relationship had been rocky the past year with Sasha branching out and making different friends like Tamina and Naomi and spent most of her time with the older girls or with Seth, leaving very little time for her sisters. On many occasions she had ditched Becky for Seth when they were supposed to hang out, it's not that she didn't want to, it was just that she preferred to hang out with her boyfriend then her sisters.

"And where are you going?" Sasha asked taking notice of her sister's bag

"Out"

"Out where?"

"None of yer business" Becky said before walking down the stairs where Bayley and Carmella sat watching TV, "Hey Bayley, I'm heading out..I'll be back before mom and dad get home"

Bayley turned to see her sister grabbing her skateboard and heading out the door, she went to say something but the door already closed behind her. Bayley heard footsteps rushing around before she saw Sasha run past her and head into the kitchen she went to say something again but was stopped as Charlotte yelling for sasha interrupted her. This was followed by footsteps as Charlotte ran down the steps and chased after Sasha causing Bayley to roll her eyes and turn back to her friend and their TV show. Stephanie and hunter had left earlier that day to go to work, leaving Charlotte in charge until she went to practice and then the responsibility would fall on Becky as neither parent trusted Sasha in charge especially since the last time that happened there was a huge party at the house and all four of them got in major trouble. However Becky had been disappearing a lot lately dressed in workout gear, and Sasha and Charlotte argue so much that she was basically in charge. It was part of their sister pact,they would all cover for each other and never tell their parents as long as no one got hurt. Bayley would make sure nothing happened at the house while her sisters went out to do who knows what, Sasha could go hang out with Seth, Charlotte could walk to her practices instead of taking a ride from Hunter or Stephanie and Becky could skate wherever she needed to go. Bayley herself would get to invite Carmella over and It wasn't that Stephanie and Hunter wouldnt allow Bayley to have Carmella over but Bayley could tell that the two didnt really like her best friend's family, especially her brother.

"Your sisters are really something else...they remind me of my brother"

"Ugh..Enzo, he's crazy..but there's no way he's worse than my sisters" Bayley laughed causing Carmella smile

"Is that a challenge?"

"I think it is"

"My brother wakes up at six in the morning to come up with new raps which he then plays on repeat until noon because he says that's when his best raps come" Carmella said with a winning smile

"Yeah well Sasha and Charlotte constantly argue at the top of their lungs through all parts of the day"

"Yeah well my brother is always talking..he never shuts up"

"Try listening to one of Becky's stories..those things go on forever"

"Enzo and his friend Cass literally trash the whole house and I have to clean it up

Once they sprayed the whole house in orange soda and then Enzo cleaned it up with my favorite top"

"Oh please you should see this house when all three of my sisters get into an argument...it happened once and they left a hole in the wall so big that you could walk clean through from my room to Sasha and Becky's"

Carmella laughed before thinking, "My brother never lets me date anyone"

Bayley blushed a little at this, she had never thought about dating anyone before but for some time she had felt a sort of connection towards Carmella, but the girl was her best friend and she would never mention it in fear of ruining their friendship. She had seen all of the TV shows were the friend come out of the closet and gets shut down, but she had also seen the ones where the best friend feels the same. However with Carmella, Bayley knew she wasn't interested, she had only ever mentioned guys and it was once when she said that Enzo's friend Colin Cassidy was kinda cute, "Uh.."

"See I got you there" Carmella said leaning close to Bayley causing her to shift and give an awkward smile

"Ok maybe there but still I have three older siblings and you have one" Bayley said just as Sasha ran back through the house and through the living room knocking over pillows and practically stepping on Bayley trying to avoid Charlotte, "I win"

Carmella laughed and finally agreed, once the two settled down Carmella scooted closer to her best friend and leaned her head on her shoulder as the two watched Hunger Games. She and Bayley had become friends quickly in elementary school and had stuck together ever since. Bayley never told carmella but she was probably the only friend she had ever had and she knew she was probably too young for love but whenever her best friend was around she felt butterflies in her stomach and her heart stopped and all that other stuff that Hunter described love to be once before. But she would of course never, ever admit this to the blond beauty beside her, no she would take these feelings with her to the grave.

With Becky

"Yo Becks" Dean called out as Becky skated up to the boxing gym, it was new and had opened up down the street from Uncle Shane's gym. Dean had found out about it and had even gotten a job sweeping and cleaning up, it wasn't much but it was all he could do at such a young age and they allowed him to have the place to himself when they closed earlier like today, "You ready for some fun?"

"Its good ta know that ya consider getting yer butt kicked fun" the redhead said with a smile as she picked up her skateboard and walked into the gym with Dean

"As long as you're the one doing it" Dean said offhandedly as he watched Becky take in the gym as she did every time they came her as if it were the first. She dropped her duffle bag onto the floor and walked to the wrestling ring in the middle. The gym wasn't as big as Shane's it only held a ring and some boxing equipment along the walls but it was edgey and fit Dean perfectly, something which she commented on often.

"Have I ever told you how sweet this gig is?"

"Only every time we come" he snorted taking off his jacket leaving him in an old black shirt and a pair of jeans. His dirty hair hung over his eyes and his hands were taped up, "You want me to tape you up?"

Becky nodded and sat on the edge of the ring as Dean grabbed the tape from the wall and headed over to her. He stopped in front of her so and gave an awkward smile while Becky rolled her eyes at his dorky behavior and held out her hands expectantly.

"You tape every girl that comes in here?" Becky asked

"Only the Irish redheads"

"Well that could be a number of people now couldn't it?"

Dean laughed as he finished taping her hands before walking away to grab his boxing gear and Becky did the same. Dean and Becky had taken a liking to boxing and stuck with it after the lessons that he and Seth would teach when they were kids. Sasha and Bayley enjoyed wrestling but were often too busy, Bayley with basketball and carmella and Sasha with her relationship with Seth made training awkward. So that left Becky and Dean and the two would spare in the grass on the playground until one of them tapped, never fighting hard enough to injure but sometimes hard enough to bruise. However the first time Dean had landed a good punch on Becky he was the one who cried instead of her, especially when he found out about her asthma and chest injuries before she moved here. After that Dean refused to fight her, instead he would only teach her different moves and punching combos.

The two made their way into the ring and began to practice some simple jabs. This was followed by some small training where Dean showed Becky how to apply an armbar and exchanges of head locks. Dean would always show Becky some of the newer moves that he would learn at the gym and Becky in turn would practice them on him for a while.

The two went for about an hour before Dean quickly tired and called it a day, making Becky frown. He had never called it in so quickly before, "What's wrong?"

"Nothin' I'm just tired" Dean said, taking a seat in the middle of the ring, "you're getting pretty good at this stuff"

"You know I could actually be good if you would fight me" Becky smiled as she sat down beside her best friend

"No"

"Come on Dean please...you'd let me win anyways..you always let me win stuff"

Dean thought about this, it was true. He always let her win because he liked to see her smile, he liked the way she did a little dance when she would beat him, "I don't let you win everything"

Becky smiled and rolled her eyes, "you let me win a match before even when I broke my wrist and then pretended like I was the best fighter you had ever seen"

"That was before I found out about your chest and I wasn't pretending...you are the best fighter I've ever seen...you have a passion, a fire in your eyes whenever we fight" Dean said seriously, not making eye contact, "Thats what makes you a good fighter...not your skill but your drive"

"Drive and passion are nice and all but how will I ever get better if you don't push me Dean?" Becky whined causing her friend to roll his eyes and roll out of the ring, "Come on...after all these years ya can't still treat me like I'm the new kid that doesn't know anythin"

"I don't tr-".

"Yes ya do" Becky cut him off as she made her way out of the ring and stood in front of him. He was much taller than her but his height never stopped the younger Irish girl from stepping up to him time and time again, "Ya treat me like I'm gonna break...like yer scared ta hurt me"

"Im not"

"Yes ya are" Becky said growing frustrated with her friend, this had been going on for too long, she wasn't sneaking out the house at all hours of the night just to practice punches. She wanted to fight, she wanted to fight with Dean but he kept walking on eggshells around her, "Is it because I'm a girl?"

"Of course not your like not even a girl" Becky's eyes widened, "Wait no...I meant-"

"I'm not a girl!?"

"No..I mean yes...I mean you don't act like a girly girl…" Dean explained quickly

"Ok so yer not actin' funny because i'm a girl then what? You afraid ya gonna hurt me?"

"Yes...you were in the hospital with pieces of you ribs floatin around in your chest!" Dean yelled

"That was seven years ago Dean"

"It doesn't matter...you still have asthma...your doctor said that you shouldn't be doing any physical activity, like ever"

"That's not what he said"

"He said you can't do anything that will stress you out and cause your lungs to move too rapidly because the pressure and stuff to your ribs" Dean said while Becky just looked at him with her arms crossed and one eyebrow raised, "Becky that's pretty much anything..anything you do can cause your ribs to burst or something. BREATHING can kill you!"

Becky rolled her eyes before motioning over her whole body, "Well look..I'm breathing right now and nothing happened, Dean a little pressure is not going to kill me and my ribs will not burst. They've gotten better, besides, if I can take a stomp to the chest from Tamina Snuka then I can take you"

"I don't want to risk that" Dean began walking to collect his stuff from around the gym, it was only 4:15 and he was glad that the gym was closed today because he didn't want anyone around to hear him getting chewed out by a girl that barely reached his shoulders, "Rebecca Helmsley you will not put your death on my hands"

"My death? Are you serious?" Becky asked as she followed him, practically screaming at his back, "If yer so worried about killin' me then why train with me at all, why even be my friend if yer so worried about bein' blamed fer my death?"

Dean stopped, he had thought about stopping their trainings before but he could never do, that would mean he wouldn't get to spend time with Becky and that would kill him, "I don't want to stop our trainings..and I don't mean that I don't want to be your friend...look Becks I just..I'm worried about you okay?"

Becky didn't respond she just stared at him as she tried to control her breathing because no matter what she said, she knew that he was right and her chest was still acting up. Sometimes she would wake up in the middle of the night with her ribs hurting so bad that she couldn't even sit up, and once she got so nervous presenting a project that her ribs did feel like they were going to burst, but she would never tell Dean this. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction and she didn't want him to stop teaching her new moves.

"Becks..we're still cool right?" Dean asked with a boyish grin causing Becky to realize that he had still been apologizing while she was thinking

"Yeah...yeah i guess...look I gotta get home before my folks get back" Becky said causing Dean to frown while his best friend gathered up her stuff and shoved it into her duffle bag

"Yeah ok...do you want me to give you a ride? I fixed up that truck I was tellin you about"

"Dean you're not old enough to drive..you don't even have your license and that wasn't your car" Becky said with a small smile

"Well I know how to drive, so it doesn't really matter if I have a license or not and lets just say they didn't want the car anymore"

"How about we just say that you stole it?"

"Stole is kinda harsh" Becky laughed at this and that's when Dean knew they were on the same page again, they never argued much, but when they did Dean or Becky would apologize and then crack some jokes, once one of them laughed they understood that they were all good again, "The truck was broken anyway"

"How do you know they weren't going to get it fixed?"

"Oh please the Balor's have plenty of money have you ever seen them? They're filthy rich"

"No I've never seen them before" Becky said still laughing as she slung her back over her shoulder and followed Dean out of the gym, watching as he locked it behind them.

"Hey do you want the ride or not?"

Becky thought before looking at her watch to see that her parents would be home soon and her skating would take too long, "Sure...but don't get us in trouble."

"Oh please..I've never gotten you in trouble before...but if you want to get into some I-"

"No"

With Charlotte and Sasha

Charlotte chased her younger sister throughout the house and even around outside the house and by now she was sure that she had ran more than that mile in practice. Once more Sasha rushed up the stairs with Charlotte close on her heels before she ran into her room and locked the door,"Give it back Sasha, that's my favorite dress" Charlotte shouted from the door of Sasha's room, she was beyond tired, from running earlier and from running around after her sister. She hadn't noticed that the girl had taken her dress until after when she was cleaning a noticed it missing in her closet, "Sasha! Open this door!"

"No way"

"Sasha if you don't open this door I'll-"

"You'll what? Break it down..good luck explaining that to mom"

Charlotte kicked the door, "Give me my dress or I'll tell...I don't care about the sister pact"

Sasha thought on this, all four of the girls had agreed to honor the sister pact no matter what, and Charlotte saying that she didn't care about it meant she was super mad, "Please...just let me borrow it for one night"

"No"

"Oh come on, it's just a dress..I'll give it back once I'm done"Charlotte never let her wear that dress, she never even wore that dress, it was special to her and she didn't want Sasha to have it or ruin it. She knew all she had to do was explain to her sister why it was so important but she really couldn't. She didn't want to bring up her past anymore then she had to.

"Hell no" Charlotte pounded her fist on the door for a minute trying to get Sasha to open the door before she noticed Bayley standing beside her, "What?"

"Can you two seriously not get along for five minutes?" Bayley complained looking annoyed, "You literally have been up here screaming at each other for an hour and you gave Carmella a headache so now she had to go home. Aren't you two supposed to be the oldest?"

"She took my dress"

"She's been chasing me like a maniac" the two said at the same time causing Bayley to groan

"I don't care...please...just work this out, without yelling for two minutes"

"Fine" Charlotte said taking a step back from the door, "Sasha...please give me my dress back"

"No I need it"

Charlotte clenched her teeth together before breathing out and saying, "if you would have asked for my dress I would have said yes"

"No you wouldn't of" Sasha yelled back causing Charlotte to motion towards the door and look at Bayley

"See...she's impossible"

"You're impossible..just let me wear it for today"

"No you need to learn to ask"

"Can you both please stop"

"Shut up Bayley" Sasha said through the door

"Don't tell her to shut up" Charlotte yelled sending all three girls into rage mood as they yelled at each other, Bayley more yelling to calm the two down while Sasha was yelling that Charlotte was being unfair and Charlotte just yelled that Sasha was being a brat. However, the door opened downstairs causing all of the girls to become quiet as they waited to see who it was. There was a slight whistling before footsteps came up the stairs, once the person reached the top the girls continued to argue as they noticed that it was just Becky.

"What's going on?" Becky asked noticing everyone arguing around her shared room with Sasha, "Oh...you found out about the dress...yeah I told you she was going to kill ya Sasha"

"And I said she can't touch me!" Sasha shouted back triumphantly causing Becky to snort before reaching into her pocket and pulling out a key to the lock on their door.

Charlotte eagerly reached for it once she saw what it was but Becky yanked it back before saying, "As the oldest I think you should let this one go...dad always says to pick your battles and i don't think this is one you should fight, but if you really want to waste your energy..." She didn't finish her sentence she just held the key back out in front of her letting Charlotte choose whether or not to take it. After a couple of minutes Charlotte rolled her eyes, she was really tired and if she wanted to move on from the past and step up and become a leader she would have to learn how to be a leader and home and not arguing was something she would have to work on. She really loved that dress though, she just prayed that Sasha didn't ruin it before walking away heading back to her room causing Bayley to give a relieved smile.

"Thank you" Becky nodded to her little sister before pocketing the key and walking up to the door, she knocked four times and waited util Sasha opened the door..it had always been their code to show that it was just them and not one of the other sisters.

"You're really lucky that I'm a good sister" Becky said as Sasha slowly opened the door, "I could have let her destroy you"

"Destroy me? She's not a robot" Sasha laughed before looking at the dress on the bed, "Why..why did you do it though? I mean I haven't been the best lately and I-"

"It's fine Sash...sisters fight, they argue and they eventually get over it, I'm over whatever happened between us in the past" Becky said thinking about what Dean had said in the gym, literally anything to cause her to be sent back to the hospital and possibly be killed, if that happened she didn't want to hold any grudges, and she didn't want to miss out on anything in life, "Besides...I'd rather not listen to you two argue all night"

"thank you..."

"Don't mention it"

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