33. ~ Set

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Note: You might not like me at the end of this one. *shrugs*

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Time: 8:44 pm.
Setting: Luke's Room. Room 343.

Aleisha: You've been texting that Ashton lad.

Luke: (hums) Mhm.

Aleisha: (hints) Every day.

Luke: Uh-huh.

Aleisha: For the past two weeks.

Luke: (glances at her, annoyed) I know that you want to say something. I'd prefer if you actually just said it.

Aleisha: (struggles) Just...how? You wanted to throttle him when you first met. Now you're taking him to McDonalds and you know his coffee order by heart.

Luke: (twitches) I'm a fucking Starbucks cashier and he orders the same thing every day. Iced Hazelnut, two pumps, no sugar. Not hard to get that memorized, Al.

Aleisha: (sighs) Are you going to point it out or shall I?

Luke: (raises eyebrow) Point what out, exactly?

Aleisha: You're so gone for him, mate.

Luke: (scoffs) Just because we text and I take him out every once in a while does NOT mean I am 'gone' for him. (slightly bitter) We're just friends.

Aleisha: Good. (Luke glances at her, continues carefully) Because I got you a date. (raises her hand before Luke can protest) He's in my creative writing class, before you say anything. He's nice, funny and likes Kurt Cobain almost as much as you do. He's a solid 8.5. Nice hair, fair build and tall but not as gigantic as you. He wants a date to this party and I volunteered you.

Luke: (glares at her, sharply, voice loud) What the hell? Ally, you're not my mother. You can't force me to do anything! Especially not go on a date with some random guy.

Aleisha: (glares right back, voice even) It's been four months since you've left Australia. Five since you've last dated. Time to get back on the wagon, asshole.

Luke: (angry now) Hell no! I'm not going!

Aleisha: You are and you're going to enjoy it. (stands up, walks towards the front door) His name is Alex and he'll be here on Friday at seven to pick you up. (opens front door) Wear something decent! (exits)

Luke: (mouth hanging open in disbelief, sighs and runs his hands through his hair) What the fuck?

Note: Told you.

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