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Have Your Cake and Eat it Too

(WARNING: Sorry for any horrific typos! Enjoy!)

-----Kat's POV

"We're baaaack!" I sing into the apartment as I open the door. Sean and I chuckle as we hear Jules drop something somewhere with a loud thud and scream excitedly. I look around see a ton of Christmas decorations inhabiting every empty space and cranny available.

She claps her hands and hugs the two of us, forming a group hug, "I've missed you too! It gets really lonely here without anyone!" she chimes.

"Maybe we can get a dog then?" I grin, hoping Jules would budge- I've always been a huge dog lover- her not as much.

"Maybe- just maybe," Jules sighs with a soft smile.

"Did I miss the group hug?" Brayden teases as he approaches the open door with the last of my camera bags.

"Thanks for grabbing those for me you really didn't have to- you should've just headed back to your apartment I could've gotten them," I admit with a little annoyance- they always act like I need help with everything.

"Hey- I just wanted to make sure you even got back to your apartment safely in that old jeep of yours," Brayden teases.

"Yeah we're lucky we got back here in one piece," Sean laughs, "I thought the engine was going to fall out of Kat's car for a while there."

"Hey be nice- she may be old but she's reliable," I defend my precious jeep- sure she wasn't new but it got me to and from practices and games just fine.

"Sure sure- I'm just waiting for a call asking for a ride cause that heap o' junk finally kicked the can," Brayden says with a chuckle and nudges my arm playfully along with Sean. "I'm gonna get going now, see ya guys- Kat if you drive to the store let me now and I'll be on call to pick you up since that car's going to break down any minute," Bray pokes fun.

"Yeah, yeah," I roll my eyes with a wave as he shuts the door behind him; I manage to carry my bags and suitcase to take my bags to my room to unpack, leaving the lovebirds alone. Just as I toss my phone on the bed from my back pocket, it vibrates- it's Claude. I drop all of my bags and read what he says, which brings a goofy smile to my face.

"Didn't realize you stole one of my shirts till now-make sure when you give it back it smells like you, yeah?" the text reads.

I giggle a tad when I text out my message to send as I walk back out into the living room, "who says I'm giving it back?"

"Very funny miss- I'll be picking your cute ass up tomorrow after lunch- I promise I'd take you around the city to see all the decorations," I read in my mind and a huge grin grows on my face- I totally forgot we had agreed to do that.

Just as I look up there is a stern face looking at me, "what has you so smiley?" Jules places her hands on her hips.

"Nothing," I force a grim face but she doesn't buy it.

"You're not fooling me- fess up," she keeps her gaze on me, serious but a little smile forms on her lips in anticipation for an answer.

"Noooooope," I sing song and turn to go into the kitchen and grab a water bottle from the fridge. I know if Jules studied my face for any longer she'd figure out I was lying through my teeth. However when I closed the fridge door, she was still standing there refusing to believe any word coming out of my mouth.

"Her and Claude have been flirting non-stop," Sean says from behind Jules, blowing my cover.

"Thanks Sean," I say with fake cheeriness and he replies by sticking his tongue out at me making me roll my eyes.