How You Met

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It was a kind-of cloudy day. You were 8 years old at the time.

Y/N was running home, when without thinking, they bumped into someone and fell on their face. "I'm so sorry!!" You heard him say as he helped you up. "Are you okay?" He asked, worried and upset.
"I'm okay. It's just a scratch." You said, surprisingly calm. When you got back on your feet, you asked "so, what's your name?" "My name's Y/N!" You said both happy and curious. "My name is Heavy!" He said, feeling less guilty for bumping into you.

After that happened, you were taken to his house to get cleaned up. When his parents asked who you were, he said "this is my friend."
You noticed that both of his parents were happy when he said "friend".

As soon as you were patched up, you walked home, thinking about what happened, and the first friend you made.
At home, your mother Millie, ran to you worried sick. "Y/N! Where have you been!?" She said, hugging you tight. "I just bumped into someone on the way back. I'm okay though!" You said reassuringly. After you had dinner and helped clean up, you headed to you bedroom.

When it was time for bed, you kept thinking about what happened.

You fell asleep, thinking about your new friend.










IM NOT DEAD- HELL YEA!!!
Anywhooo, so sorry it took me a while to update- pls don't be mad at me ;-;

- M.C :]

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