Hazels pov
"you're telling me, that the three weeks you were in Canada, you did not go shopping," I asked looking at the blonde, green eyes, lean beauty in her oversized black sweatshirt and grey shorts, handing me a bowl of chips.
" Yup," Kia said sitting cross-legged next to me, as I laid flat on the floor my legs placed over the couch.
" so let me get this right wait," I said turning on my side facing her " so you kia kitzeler, are asking me to believe that you the shopping freak, did not do it ...... " I asked looking at her completely surprised.
We both turned our attention towards the door as we heard shuffling, and groaning coming from the other side of it.
An all-knowing smile formed on our faces.
" did you forget the password again? " Kia yelled.
" no, nope ...., I remember it " the voice from the other side yelled.
" then why don't you enter it " kia responded chewing a chip, along with me enjoying, the dumbness of the world's dumbest species.
" yeah I will, hmm what's that thing called where you enter the password....." he questioned.
" keypad " Kia replied.
" yeah, keypad but where is it? " he yelled back followed by sounds of fidgeting.
" there's no keypad " Kia replied patiently.
While I was at the edge of busting out.
" then how am I going to type the password, wow did they invent a new way of getting the password in without typing, a couple of hours I am passed out and they do this, the world is an amazing creation, .........." I cut his long endless speech.
" it's fingerprint recognition dumb ass...... " I yelled.
" like I didn't know....pfft," he replied placing his fingers over the sensor.
The machine beeping, signaling wrong input.
I am going to kill him I mouthed to Kia, she chuckled.
" it's your middle finger on your left hand " I yelled sleeping face-front placing a cushion over my head.
" I am funny " he muttered chuckling.
Kia joining him, the door opened revealing a twenty-six-year-old, semi-drunk man child, with his orange hair.
He came in looking at us suspiciously, he circled us a couple of times, pushing back the dangling Rayban shades on the bridge of his nose.
He leaned forward sniffing the air around us.
" what the fuck are you doing? " I yelled tossing the pillow in his direction.
" what the hell is with all this noise? " Sergio questioned walking in.
I immediately pointed towards Zach, while he was already pointing towards me.
He walked towards the kitchen ignoring us placing the crate of beer in the fridge, he took off his coat placed it on the hanger, walked towards Kia placing a kiss over her lips, he sat next to me, grabbing the bowl of chips from my hands.
" too many carbohydrates," he said, chewing one himself.
" so yeah let's get back to you kids," he said taking his shoulder-length black hair out of the tiny ponytail.
I rolled my eyes, Zach mimicking me.
" what the hell is wrong with your hair, the suit jacket with pineapple shorts, the tie placed over your wrist instead of your neck, and did you realize your shades are placed upside-down" Kia questioned still trying to figure out the human or may I say weird specie in front of us.
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" Bitter Truth ".
RomanceThe smile on his face, misleading. The innocence in his eyes makes you believe something that's not true. His laughter makes the brave hearts tremble. He was termed to be innocently cruel. He isn't your typical mafia. He is 'Austin Wilker.' ©️ Copy...
