* author's note : *
When Tim is speaking with Jacob or one of his friends, they are most likely speaking German. But instead of making their dialogue in German, it's going to be in English <3
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Jacob and I wave to Daniella before entering our apartment.
"She's cute, right?" Jacob says.
I look at him and see him smiling at the thought of her. And they say I'm the biggest simp of our circle.
"Ja, maybe." I say and smile when I think back to where she jumped off Jacob's back.
"I know that smile!" He says and laughs.
"What?" I question him and head to the kitchen.
"That smile says it all. You like her, don't you?" He asks grinning.
"I don't no man. I barely know her." I say.
"Mhm. Anyway, I gotta go." He says and grabs a few things off the table in the kitchen.
"Do you...like her?" I ask.
He just smiles and ignores my question.
"Talk to you later. And don't do anything I won't do." He says and heads to the door.
"Like what?" I ask.
"Don't sleep with her, you barely know the girl." He says and I chuckle.
"Ja, 'cause you're talking out of experience?" I question him and grin.
He smiles and ignores me. He then leaves.
I head to the bathroom to go take a shower.
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I hear Daniella's voice. I quickly wrap a towel around my waist.
"Hello?" She says and looks around.
"Daniella?" I say her name.
She jumps a bit when she sees me.
"Oh my gosh!" She says and covers her eyes.
"What's wrong?" I ask confused.
"You don't have any clothes on!" She says.
I look down.
"Daniella, it not like I'm naked. I have a towel wrapped around me." I say and chuckle.
She looks at me again.
"You basically are..." She says.
"I'll go get dressed then." I say and head to my room.
I don't see her in the living room and head to the kitchen.
"Looks like you forgot to put a shirt on." She says and stares at my chest.
"And it looks like you're enjoying that I did." I say smirking.
She smiles.
I wonder...I get a fork and taste the food in the pan.
"That is so disgusting." I say.
She takes the fork from me and pushes me out of the way.
"It can't be that bad." She says.
She really took my fork.
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