TW??? Kinda obsessive. Language.
Quackity POV: first person
"B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-but...." I could only choke out before I heard somone burst through the door. I darted my head toward the sound of wind from the force of the door opening. "Shrek... who's this ☹️☝️" a girl with H/C yelled in a low key voice. I took a good look at her. I then realized my dumb ass didn't recognize that she was the one that snuck a picture of me back in the hallway. "I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-i-I can explain Y/N.." Y/N huh? So that her name. "Wait! We don't have to fight." I blurted out in a bit of a panic. "Listen shrek we both like you a lot, we can't help ourselves.
We need you shrek. So I say we have a three sum 😏😏😏😏😩😩😩😩😩" there was a long awkward Pause. "Fine." Said the hot sexy hot dog boggyliy woggliy noggliy snogliy emo king.
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I may or may not have spelled shrek / sherk / shrecks name wrong. But I don't fucking care.
