I want you, little bunny!

Nate

  I look toward the door, and there are Will and my mother. I let go of Oat, and he hands me his cell phone.

— Oat, how are you, dear? You and Nate  don't change, always the same stupid jokes... — except for my mom, at least I think, because my boyfriend's face doesn't look so good. I stand up and approach him.

— What's going on here, Nate? — his voice sounds like a whisper.

— Nothing, it's just that Oat wanted to get my cell phone at all costs, and I was trying to stop him.

— Lying on top of him? That's a pretty strange way to keep him from getting your cell phone, don't you think?

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