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"thank you Bad, you're the best." I said as I gave him a smile.

"Of course, it's our pleasure." he said with a smile. Skeppy came up behind Bad and threw his arms around his stomach. he gave a soft kiss on Bad's ear.

"have fun on your date." said Skeppy, giving a grin. I felt my cheeks warm up.

I smiled and looked at Nick. Nick had crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. I sighed a little but kept smiling. I got down on one knee so that I was at eye level.

"hey don't worry alright, i'll come pick you up tomorrow, now enjoy your evening with Bad, Skeppy and Quackity, alright?" I said softly as I placed a kiss on his cheek. he smiled and nodded in response. "and you don't have too much fun, huh." he said smiling. I chuckled and gave him a hug.

"Clay is picking me up in an hour so I'm going now, have fun guys." I said as I got up and left. "bye George!" said Bad before closing the door.

I sat back in my car and sang along to the song that was on the radio.

"Heat waves been faking me out
Can't make you happier now~"

it's my favorite song.

when i got home i got ready for my date. I brushed my teeth and hair.

I wait on the couch until I heard a 'ding dong'. i turned off the tv and walked to the door, i was quite nervous, but then, was met with a heart warming smile. "hey..." he said softly. "hey..." I said as I smiled back.

"uhm, I didn't know what you wanted to do.. so, do you want to come to my house?" he asked. my face  was getting warmer. "Yeah, I would love to, wait, then I'll grab my coat and then we can go." I said as I grabbed my coat and shut the door behind me.

"get in." he said as he opened the door for me. I got in and put on my seat belt. he did the same and we drove to his house.

it was a short drive. I kept looking around to see where he lived. "which house is yours?" I asked as he looked at him. "well.. that over there." he said shy, pointing to a large house, at least three times the size of mine, it had a few round windows, a garage, a few bushes on the side of the house, and a dark brown wooden door. it was beautiful.

(this is how i had it in mind)

Clay pulled into the driveway. he opened the door for me and helped me as I got out.

"is this your house?" I asked as I stared at the house. Clay closed the car door behind me. we walked to the front door. "yep." he said simply.

"do you like it?" he asked as he opened the door and let us in. "I think it's wonderful.. what kind of job do you do if you can afford this?" I asked as a joke  but also of curosity.

"I work from home. computer work and stuff." he said as he took my coat and helped to take it off.

(I don't know anything about home-work, or computer work, so no details. So we'll just assume Clay works at home with computers :))

ꨄ︎ 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 ꨄ︎Waar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu