trouvaille
/tro͞oˈvī/
noun
something lovely discovered by chance
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ag reid was doing perfect. she was in her sophomore year of college, she's had a a girlfriend for almost seven months, she has amazing friends. she's liv...
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BILLIE O'CONNELL
"i told you that you would be great friends," adrian threw his hands up. "but you don't ever wanna listen to me."
"shut the fuck up," i rolled my eyes. "you didn't know shit."
"bruh, i literally said it so many times," he deadpanned. "you're just mad 'cause i'm right." he smirked.
i raised a hand to flip him off. "fuck off."
he gave a grin. "anyways, what areyou two exactly? like, i saw you two kissing and shit; friends don't kiss."
"why you need to know? all up in my pussy, boy," i quoted, making him let out a loud laugh. "nah, on a real note though, i don't even know. i like whatever we are though."
he wiggled his eyebrows at me, i laughed as i shoved him. "you're annoying."
"but you still hangout with me."
"you keep good company." i teased with a shrug.
he rolled his eyes playfully. "so... this means you're done with que?" i sent him a glare at the use of his name. "i mean number boy or whatever the hell you call him. you're done with him for good now?"
i looked down at my lap, fidgeting with my fingers. "yeah..."
"i don't like the way you said that." he told me.
"yes, i'm done with him," i flipped him off. "as long as i don't see him anymore, i should be good."
"what is it about him that's got you so attached to him?" he raised a brow.
"if you wanna be my therapist just say that," i rolled my eyes. "i don't know, bro. look, i don't wanna talk about this right now, alright?"
"yeah, alright," he sighed. "anyways, back to ag; please don't hurt her. i'm not saying that you will, but just... don't. having to hold her while she cried because she was heartbroken is not something i wanna do again. don't think that i won't get mad just because you're my friend or whatever."
"i won't," i assured him. "honestly, i oughta beat the shit out of elsa or whatever the fuck her name is for the shit."
"it's estelle." he laughed loudly.
"same difference," i waved him off. "but did you see what she did to ag the other day? she punched her and left a damn bruise! that shit is not okay! i'm seriously gonna beat her ass for that."
