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“You're telling me that she put a hex on me for being mean to her?” Oliver asked as he and his brothers sat in the living room. He placed a hot water bottle on his lower abdomen and groaned. “Are you having a laugh?”
“Actually, being mean to females in general,” Alvin corrected as he googled period cramps treatments on his phone. “She said that you're not bleeding, but you should check...”
The blonde groaned and whined as another cramp hit him. “Can one of you two check for me, please?”
The twins shook their heads without hesitation.
Oliver growled at them. “Arseholes,” he blinked when he saw Beyond in a blue robe exiting the hallway and entering the kitchen. “You!” He quickly stood up and groaned with the hot water bottle in hand. “You did this to me, you witch!”
“Oh goodie, he got the answer right. Tell him what he won,” she spoke sarcastically while pouring herself some coffee. “He won the prize of not-giving-a-fuck package worth nothing.”
Arvel snorted. “She's a comedian.”
Oliver hit his brother over the head with the bottle. “Bugger off, bloody cunt!”
“Ow!” hissed Arvel as he placed a hand on the spot where Oliver hit him. “What are you-”
“I'm pissed off, that's what I am,” Oliver interrupted him with rage in his voice. “This nutter in the goddamn kitchen hexed me and I'll blow her brains if she doesn't unhex me.” He threw the bottle to the side, lifted up his shirt a bit, and pulled out his 9mm glock from his waistline before aiming it at a calm Beyond.
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