"what do you mean by pretty privilege?"
"I mean it"
"mean what?"
"well, the prettiest boy I know is sitting right next to me"
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karl x female
mature language
DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY THESE STUFF...
I woke up by the sound of a car driving, Karl somehow took me from the field to his car.
"Oh you're awake!" "Where are we going?" "To my house" "Oh okay" "Go back to sleep, darling" "Okay, good night" "Good night"
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I went back to sleep and woke up in his bed, it was already morning, but Karl was asleep, I was still with my clothes on, good thing he didn't undress me, that would be weird. But how did he manage to get me into his house? I got out of his bed and went to look at the living room, he was sleeping on the sofa. I walked up to him, he's so pretty when he sleeps.. I decided to make him breakfast, but he didn't have anything in his fridge like literally anything. I just made him a bowl of cereal and some coffee. While I was setting up the table he woke up.
"What are you doing?" "Ah! Good morning, just some breakfast" "Thank you, y/n" "You welcome" "Do you remember anything from last night?" "No not really, what happened?" "Oh I just carried you into the car and then into my bed, I wanted to lay down next to you, but I just thought that would be weird" "Oh okay" "Did I do anything?" "Well not really, except didn't want to stop hugging me" "Oh I'm sorry" "It's okay, I find it quite funny"
We laughed.
After we ate breakfast I was going to leave, but Karl wanted to drive me to work.
It was a nice day after all, nothing bad happened, after work I just went home and chilled the whole remaining day.
