chapter 6

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i woke up to loud knocking on my window and "hash pipe" by weezer ringing out. 

"y/n!!! wake up!!!"

am i dreaming? why is andrew garfield banging on my window? and why does he know my name?? oh wait... this isn't a dream.

i came to and quickly uncloked the car for andrew. "sorry, ig uess i didnt get that much sleep last night..."

"dont be sorry love, i took a bit longer than i expceted." suddenly his stomach groweld, which ws surpising because he just ate a whole jersey mikes subby. 

"are you hugnry?" i asked

"yeah..." he said. "maybe i should get back to my hotel"

"well...." i started

"Well what?"

"mayeb... if you want... only if you want.... you can come over to my place an di'll make you dinner? i make a mean spaghetti taco"\\

"spgahetti tacos?! i love spaghtti tacho!!"

"you cant get THOSE at a hotel let me tell ya"

"alright weezrina, lead the way!"

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