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Chapter 8

After chatting with penis sack for about an fifteen minutes his break was over and had to go back to work. I realized that was a good time to leave. I went back to my flat and rested on my poop stained comforter. I recently had too many enchiladas and got the runs and sharted all over my bed and somehow it stained it. I didn't mind though. After an hour I got up and decided to be productive so next time I see Cai I wouldn't look like a potato and have abs and what not. I tied up my black curly hair into a matted bun. I got my bike from the storage unit and rode my bike through the city. It was refreshing. I was focusing on the dog shitting that I didn't even realize I was going to collide with another cyclist. My pink beach cruiser screeched as I crashed into harry? What the heck why do I keep running into him now I mean litterally run into him. He shouted, "Do you know how to stop?!" He faced me and his expressions softened. "Oh it's you sorry I thought you were a random person. Hey why didn't you wait until my shift ended so we could of I don't know, like hangout?" He seemed to get shy. Why would he want to hang out with me? I barely met him. "Well I had stuff to do" I replied. He frowned, "Oh cool, cool I get it. So I mean do you want to hang out now? I- I mean if you don't want to its alright." I am so confused he seemed so penis- like at the coffee shop and right now he just looks like a sad puppy. "I mean I guess we could hangout now. What did you have in mind?" He smiled and quickly said, "I got just the thing get back on your cruiser and follow me. By the way what's you address- I mean name?" I laughed and said, "I mean my name is genital but sometimes I go by Laila." He replied, "I like Laila better than genital." I smiled and said, "You know penis sack you're not that bad. Now let's get moving."