Dora opened her dreary eyes to the familiar layout of her bedroom. Confused as to why she was there, she recalled the past events... and... that hot Nike Wilde guy...
" Oh! You're awake now!" Said boots, as he walked into her room carrying a bowl of soup and crackers
"Awwww, is that for me boots? Thanks! But why the f$&? Would you knock me out right when I was about to talk to that hottie!" Replied Dora.
"Shut the f&$: up Dora, you're an idiot. He could've been a serial killer or something."
"And the soup isn't for you to eat...." said Boots
Then, boots leaped over to where Dora was sitting and dumped the soup over her head. "That's what you get for being stupid Dora. Your grandma told me to watch over you!"
"Boots! What's wrong with you!! Grandmas dead and that soup was hot!"
Boots just sat and stared at her.
Just then, the doorbell rang "DING DONH DING DONG DING DING DING DONG DINGDONGDINGDONG"
" WHO the F$;& is ringing the doorbell so desperately?!" Yelled Boots as he and the soup covered Dora went to go answer the door.
Just as boots pulled the door open, they saw the person they least expected waiting there....
TO BE CONTINUED....
Sorry for short chapter I'm running out of ideas 🤪
