2. phone number

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oh no, not him.

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↳ currently playing ;; ♫
[ she's not afriad ] - [ one direction ]
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ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ————•

𝓘t was a long day—extremely long, for Gogo. Bushwacked. The petite girl had finally arrived to her shady neighborhood where her shared apartment with Honey Lemon is located. It was still a mystery to her as to how her friend was able to survive this place for this long; Fishing out her keys from her pockets she unlocked the door open.

Instantly the tall girl shrieked at the sight of her beloved friend, her messy blonde hair in a bun had stray strands popping out at each jump; she always did greet her like a domesticated loved dog waiting for its owner. Gogo offered a small smile despite her humdrum.

"Gogo! What happened why weren't you able to catch up?" Honey Lemon asked almost hurt behind her giddy tone as she embraced Gogo. Right, Gogo never had the chance to explain why she couldn't come.

And it would be too embarrassing to even tell them the real reason.. Now she has to think of a lie on the spot! Gogo nervously looked around as she kept her cool, words jumbling in her head.

"Long story. Don't worry about it." She said as she tapped her friend's arms around her to signal that she was choking from the tightness of her hold. Honey Lemon instantly unlatched her arms. She just brushed it off, Maybe it's personal. She thought to herself.

"Fred wasn't too mad is he? Did you guys take long to get there?" Gogo said changing the subject as she rummaged through the fridge for a refreshment to quench her thirst. Right now it feels like the Sahara Desert in her throat, and all she cared about was a sweet cold can of her favorite carbonated energy drink.

"Oh you bet, he was going on about how he was already full by the time we got there. But as usual he gushed about the new rare action figures he bought for his unending collection. We try not talk about classes around him as much as we can because he can't really relate. So we just went along with his hobbies as a topic for tonight's hang out." Honey Lemon fiddled on her pajamas with bunny prints as she babbled about what Gogo had missed. All thanks to someone. She was still irritated, but she can't bring herself to completely despise him, after all he did help her.

"Classic Fred, Never mind then. I guess I didn't really miss much." Gogo laughed light-heartedly as Honey Lemon mirrored her reaction. Sometimes it bothers Honey Lemon how secretive Gogo is, but she really doesn't want to push her buttons. She was really hoping that she'd atleast get a hint of what Gogo did when she wasn't able to come tonight.

I mean usually she has a reason. Honey Lemon thought to herself.

"Right! I was just joking about that with Tadashi, and he said that you'd be more than glad to know that you escaped Fred's hellish speech about time travel conspiracies." Honey Lemon replied with a hearty chuckle, Gogo raised a brow at her friend—she'd been suspecting that her friend might have a little crush on someone they know too well, But it seems like Honey Lemon wasn't even aware of it herself.

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