A new friend?

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Today was the day Karl got to meet George's boyfriend. The only word that matched his feelings was excited. That was the first time George introduced them to a boyfriend of his. So obviously it was a big deal. Karl quickly got up. It was a Saturday morning so his parents where long gone. He looked on his phone and the bright numbers told him that it was 9:37. He was supposed to meet with his friends at 11 am so he woke up in time. Before he got up he scrolled a bit through tiktok and then took a quick shower. He put on his clothes and went downstairs for breakfast. He chose cereal and grabbed himself a spoon before walking into the living room and turning on the tv. When he was done eating his cereal he put it in the dishwasher and took another look at the time. 10:15. A good time to get ready. He gathered all of his things like keys and his phone, put on his sneakers and walked out the door. Karl decided on taking the longer route through the park. Although people didn't seem to think so Karl enjoyed being outside. Especially if it was quite or at night. As he turned around the corner he saw the café they wanted to meet at. He was on time, a bit early maybe but nobody cares about that. He went in and he was instantly greeted by the sweet old lady that was the owner for years now. He was looking for a table of 5 when he got another text from George: "My boyfriend is bringing a friend because he didn't stop begging". So a table for six he thought. He found one in the back of the café and sat down. At that moment a boy let himself fall right into the seat across. Karl jumped a little as he said:
"Woa, quackity you scared me" "like always" he smirked and put of his jacket. He pulled out an I-pad out of nowhere and aggressively typed in his code. The intro of coco melon started playing and quackity giggled like a little child. Sometimes Karl really asked himself why he was friends with people like him. But then again this side was what he liked about his friend so much. As the Door went open Karl noticed a familiar voice and he turned to the door. His best friend George came in, followed by a tall looking, dirty blond boy which he assumed was his boyfriend. He wasn't bad looking, Karl admitted that. But his eyes where on another person walking trough the door behind them.
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