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Her phone rang

"Mhm? "
She answered
"Meet me"
"What? "
"What does your car look like"
"It's a gray F1-50"
"Where do you live"
"Creepy, 222 apple way"

Beep.. Beep... Beep
He hung up

20 minutes later her doorbell rang

"meow"
"I'm coming bells"

She got up and answered the door

"Hell-"
She looks up and sees a shy smile present on a brown hair boy
"-Oooo"

"Hey-"

She hugged him

"You are still a creep"
"I will drive my happy ass home, them in the span of a day I would have drove 12 hours"

"Adelante hombre pierna"
"Wat?"
"Come in leg man, you know Quackity and not Spanish?"
"I know how to count to 30!"

She moves so he could come in
He enters admiring her large home

"Count then"
"Oh uh- Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete, ocho, nueve, diez, once, uhhhh- that's all I got."
"To eleven? That sucks dick"
"Heh"

He softly sighed

"So you dead ass knew me for a month then wanted to meet my irl?"
"Sounds about right"
"Huh."

He smiled feeling stupid for visiting with out telling anyone

"Eres lindo y te amo".
"What does that mean?"
"Let me show you my home."
"Ok."

She walked in front of him
A sad smile plastered her features
What it really meant was, 'your cute and I love you' not let me show you my home

"So this is my room"

"So this is my room"

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 18, 2022 ⏰

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