Carson POV
Mom was out of town so i was with my uncle Spence who was his friend Mr. Benson while i was chilling out texting with my girlfriend yeah my girlfriend is best friend with Candace and Candi which they hate but i enjoy my sisters suffering.
"All righty. I got all our snacks. Hot wings, hot Cheetos, hot pretzels, and the latest edition, hot beers." Wait what?
"Mm. Ugh." He spat it out
"That's the last time I listen to Guy Fieri." Then the door bell rang
"Oh God, I've summoned him."
"That's our Postrabbit. I hired someone to pick up our Game Station X."
"Freddie Benson?"
"Yeah."
"Postrabbit here. I have your box from Blessed Buy."
"Thanks so much."
"I just got a Game Station, too."
"Cool."
"Hey, is this your phone number on the order?"
"It is, why?'
"Oh, I just thought I could maybe use it sometime for..."
"For what? Identity theft?" Wait what?
"Please delete it. And I'm giving you no stars." I was majorly confused wasn't she asking for his number for a date
"Dude, what the hell? That cute Postrabbit was totally in to you."
"She just wanted a good tip."
"Here's a good tip. You're going to die alone. She wanted your number."
'So did that Nigerian prince."
"Oh, was he free Friday for drinks? We got to get you dating again. Who do I know who loves a short king? My friend Ramona. She's beautiful."
"Looks fade."
"She's spontaneous."
'I'm a planner."
"She's a nuclear physicist."
'Call her now!" That got him i thought oddly but shurgged
Candace POV
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FanfictionCarla Shay was raised by her father. Now Carla is moving to Seattle in the building her brother is living in along her husband Jason and her internet famous triplets Carson (Carsonredo) Candace and Candi (make up artist Candiesparkles)