Nicks pov
I walked back home, I kicked my shoes off then basically sprinted to my wardrobe, I grabbed a random pair of back boxer shorts and changed into them.
It was 11am, jeez it's still so early, and I'm still so hungry...
I went to the fridge and saw some ham, meh might as well make a sandwich while I'm at it.
I got a plate out and got a load of bread out, I got a tub of butter out and a butter knife.
I slavered some butter on the bread and got 2 slices of ham out, I placed the ham onto the bead and put it all together, I used the butter knife to cut it horizontally.
I took the plate and walked to my bedroom.
I sat down on the bed, I took a quick glance on my phone.
Oh yeah Karl, almost forgot about that dude.
I took the napkin out of my hoodie pocket and created the contact.
Coffee boy
You:
Dog water ;)Coffee boy:
Hi Nick! What you doin'?You:
Nothin really, wbu?Coffee boy:
Nothing, just finished my English
essay for collage, you go collage?.You:
Yeah but I did most of my essays last night.Coffee boy:
Oh coolUh if you want we could possibly
meet up or something, I'm bored :pYou:
dudeee I just got in boxer shorts,
but I'm down, where?Coffee boy:
We could go to... uh... wait
you know that 'abandoned
house'?You:
Oooo risky I see, but yeah we can goCoffee boy:
Great! Okay when are you free?You:
I'm eating a ham sandwich atm
so probably, I'd say 30 minutes?Coffee boy:
Sounds like a date ;)You:
Ooooo Karl you little flirt ;)Coffee boy:
That's me ;)I chuckled to myself as I took the last bite of my sandwich, oh must've been eating white messaging Karl or 'Coffee boy'.
I went back down to the kitchen and placed my plate in the sink, "I'll wash it when I get back." I told myself.
It was quite weird if you think about it, I meet a random soft boy at the cafe then we go to a abandoned house, pretty cool though.
I groaned as I opened my wardrobe once more.
I got the jeans which was on top of the piles due to be wearing it before hand.I replaced my boxer shorts with them with the jeans.
I put on a few rings and was off, I'll just wait outside if he's late.
Karls pov
I met a guy at the coffee shop today, ya know the one that makes the best cakes! I tried there gingerbread special, not to shabby.
Anyways onto the guy, he was around the same height as me, he had cocoa brown hair, deep green eyes and he even had a bit of a beard going on!.
I mean he's pretty swag, he helped me do my collage essay on basketball, he knew a lot about it. I was thankful considering the fact i don't know honk about sports.
But other then that we had a really decent conversation, he seems cool, so I asked him to go to a 'abandoned house' it's probably just some stupid myth... and besides it will be fun.
I just don't want to scream, I was told by my friend Jimmy, or Jim D for short, that whenever I scream I sound like a women having sex, like I apparently moan?.
Meh I'm sure Nick won't mind, unless he has a weird fetish for moans but... I heard he has a fetish for feet, pog right?.
Well I'm already in clothes so I might as well just start walking.
I got a message from Nick, letting me know he's there, I was only a few steps away.
"Wait is that him?," I thought to myself "oh yes my chance to scare!."
I went behind the figure...
"BOO."
The figure tripped over, Nick came next to me.
"Hey what's up...m...a-."
The figure was a random human being! I scared the wrong person!.
"ABORT!." I ran, gripping into Nicks hand for dear life.
"Why did you scare that person for?." He said as we slowed down.
"I THOUGHT HE WAS YOU!."
He stood there, staring at me in silence.
All of a sudden we bursted into laughter.
"You- y-you fu-fucking duma-ss Karl."
"IM SORRY!." I laughed.
"Kar-l," he said, trying to calm himself down from laughing to hard, "you're such a goofball,dude."
"What's a goofball." I giggled.
"It's what you are!."
"Okay Nicholas."
"I swear to fucking god Karl I will hit you." He laughed.
We just got into a huge laughing fit after that, after like 30 minutes, we went back to the abandoned place.
"Ghost busters am I right?." I gulped.
"Yeah." He shivered.
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