"What do you mean, no?"
"I was gonna break up with you first, I've been meaning to tell you this, I'm gay."
Your heart kind of sunk. So did he not like you this whole time. You sobbed juicy tears.
You packed your bags and left to find yourself on the streets.
Suddenly out of the corner of your eye, you caught a glimpse. A glimpse of someone so beautiful you thought your eyes would pop out of your sockets. A lemonade.
"Whats a pretty girl like you doing out here with a packed bag?" Said the lemonade.
You couldn't respond as you were so incredibly infatuated. He had a jawline that could cut lemons, his eyes could squeeze the soul out of oranges, and he had an adams apple. And really nice hair.
"Shut up loofah, we gotta get going." Said the other lemonade.
"Looks like this lovely lady has nowhere to go! Why dont we invite her to our place?" Loofah pleaded.
"No"
