Foof.

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So I went over to Danny's for dinner and we were early so I volunteered myself to help out in the kitchen. His mom was telling me about baby Danny and how silly he was. I told her the story of the time I painted walls with nail polish and the time I covered myself with lipstick that didn't come off by the way. We were laughing so hard that we didn't even see Danny and his father walk in. We only noticed them when the buzzer went off forcing us to turn around and face our audience. Which of course made us laugh harder. At this point neither one of us knew as to why we were laughing and by now we were on the floor with tears in our eyes. We took the food out of the oven laughing we ate while laughing and eventually Danny's mom stopped to ask everyone how the food was. We all said good except me. I looked at her in all seriousness and said: "the foof is great." That made us all laugh uncontrollably. And for the first time in a while I felt.... Happy. After everyone finished eating it was late so Danny drove me home and as he walked me up to my doorstep I noticed something was wrong.
"Danny. What's wrong?" I asked with concern spilled all over my face. He looked at me with tears in his eyes.
"Danny?"
"I'm sorry autumn. I really am."
"For? Danny your scaring me."
"I have to."
"Have to what? Danny just be blunt about it for goodness sake!"
He looked at me and I was so scared. And he was too.
"They're coming for you. And this time they won't fail. Autumn, they're going to kill you." Was written on a note Danny handed to me. I began crying. Danny looked at me and said something that seemed like a cover up.
"I always hated how you hated yourself. When all I did was give you love."
"But now I love myself because you reminded me what it was like." I was playing along.
"I know and I'm so happy. Anyways I gotta get home. I love you, goodnight."
"I love you too. Drive safe. Goodnight."
"Don't forget the foof!" He hollered at me. I just rolled my eyes went inside and burned the note. This was not good.

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