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𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴: 5 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 '𝘥𝘫'

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' 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘢 '

' 𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬! '

' 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘥𝘥𝘥 '

' 𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 :( '

' 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵 '

rolling my eyes at my bestfriend being his dramatic self, I put my phone back in my back pocket and walk out of the bathroom. i have another hour left of work so let's hope dj doesn't actually show up. knowing him though, it's a very possible situation.

not looking where i was going, i run into something hard and fall back onto my ass. i look up and see an attractive man with his hand out to help me up from the ground. i smile and take his hand so he can pull me up.

" oh, i am so sorry! i wasn't looking where i was going." i say.

"no, you're okay. i also was not looking where I was going." he says.

"well thank you for helping me." i say with a smile.

" youre welcome gorgeous. my names nicholas ." he tells me with a bright grin.

"my names Antheia, it's lovely to meet you nicholas."

"you too antheia. sorry to cut this short but i have to go to a meeting. here is my number if you ever want to get coffee sometime."

nicholas hands me a card with his personal number written on the back. i take it and put it in the back of my phone case since i don't have my purse around at the moment. he walks away and im left smiling to my self since no guy has ever interacted with me so sweetly and polite. most guys just want to hook up which they are very open about that in the first conversation I have with them. maybe he meant us going to get coffee as a date.

i go ahead and put his number into my contacts before going back to work. for the remainder of work i clean up the coffee shop with a happy feeling.

i can't wait to tell dj. dj is always the person i rant and talk to about boys so he will either be annoyed or happy for me that a guy was nice to me without implying any sexual wants.

as my shift ends I walk to the back to get my belongings and pass by my manager. after checking with him that i can leave finally, I walk to my bike and start riding to me and dj's apartment.

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" finally! " I hear from the kitchen. dj somehow exclaims with a spoon full of peanut butter in his mouth. sometimes i wonder if i should actually be concerned about my bestfriend.

" the amount of peanut butter you eat on a daily honestly is concerning bro." i tell him while walking to my bedroom.

i get dressed into my pjs which consist of a oversized shirt, my boy short panties, and fuzzy socks. i feel comfortable being this exposed around dj considering we have been friends for 7 years and live together so 2 of those years. there has been a few times where he has barged into my room while i was getting changed but it never effected anything besides making us more comfortable around eachother.

" you act like i only eat peanut butter. " he says when i walk out.

" no but you eat a lot of it." i say back.

he stop talking since he knows im right. i sit down on the futon and turn on ' the walking dead' for us to rewatch for the 1000th time.

after about 5 episodes me and dj both fall asleep in the living room. he passed out on the huge bean bag chair we have and i fell asleep on the futon.

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this is basically to just get you used to the female main character and introducing two of the main relationships with her in the story.

thank you for reading!

be sure to let me know your thoughts and to hit that star so I know to write more :)
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