Enchanted

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"Y'all about to start it right now, or can I make some food quickly?"
Ten asked.

She had turned around a while ago and was facing the TV now. When Ten asked that, she reached forward, grabbed the bowl of hot popcorn, placed it in Three's lap, and then grabbed a handful of snacks.

"Here have some of these." She offered.

I placed my hand between their transaction. "No, those are for you and you alone," I explained. She put the unopened snacks on the couch space between me and 10. She reached up to my face.

"Be nice to me as well."

"10/10 snacks on your titties, bitch."

She said as she stood and rained the snacks over 10's body. When the snack rainstorm ended, he brushed them off and stood up. As he did, she backed up. He grabbed her hand and led her to the kitchen with him. I turned and watched them. Then I turned and looked at Three as he sat still, holding the bowl carefully. I took it out of his hands and placed it on the table. I set up the show on the TV while waiting for her.

"Aye, Porshe, you speak softly as fuck. That shit is melodic as fuck." I heard ten say behind me. I caught whiplash with how fast I turned around.

"Ten, Why you ." I felt Three hold my arm. "Don't. Just chill. It's cool." Three said.

"YB, you called me? What's up?" Ten asked.

I walked into the kitchen. "Yeah, the show is starting. So come on." He nodded as he walked away.
When I turned to walk her to the couch, she was gone. She was already sitting. I joined her.

                            ——

We have been watching this show for a while. She had already fallen asleep during the last episode. But here's the thing. She fell asleep next to me, but my leg was under hers, and she draped on the other side of the couch. It's taking everything in me not to look at her body because, from this angle, I can see everything. I'm stuck.

The bros dipped somewhere, and my phone was in my room. So I just paid attention to the show because it is exciting and detailed, so you must pay close attention. Seriously who the fuck is A?

As I was shaking my head because here they go again, walking and talking in the woods, she hooked her leg around my knee and locked hers under it, and I hit the pause button so fast because attention was averted right now.

She tugged on my leg with hers again, and like a swan coming out of the water, she slowly rose from the couch. She stretched as she sat straight up, turned to face me, smiled, unhooked her leg from mine, squeezed my thigh, and tapped it three times. Before she got up, she said.

"Oh, dear." I just sat frozen because I'm sure those taps were I love you in Morse code. I know for a fact I'm not tripping.

"Man, she got me twisted." Straight-up pretzel.