Lecsy's POV

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Lecsy's POV
So after the great sweater mystery everyone talked about it all day. Then as if on cue. Well it was on cue. Everyday at 9:00pm my phone would vibrate. I slipped away and scurried to my room. Brooklyn was calling me

Lecsy. Hello?
Brooklyn. Hello love. How are you
Lecsy. Good. You
Brooklyn. I'm good. But it'd be nice to see you
Lecsy. I know. Maybe I could spend the weekend at your place
Brooklyn. That'd be great. Maybe you could even meet my family?
Lecsy. I'd love to
Brooklyn. So I was thinking. We should tell people about us now
Lecsy. I'd love to. But one problem
Brooklyn. And what's that
Lecsy. What are we
Brooklyn. Open your front door and find out
Lecsy. OH MY GOD!!!

I dropped my phone and ran to the front door everyone was just heading inside to get ready to leave when I came barreling down the stairs

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