𝑀𝓇 𝑀𝑜𝓇𝓇𝒾𝓈 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝟤

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Everyone was now sat in the dining room in awkward silence as they waited for Mr Morris

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Everyone was now sat in the dining room in awkward silence as they waited for Mr Morris.

"He likes the loo." Martin chuckled.

"What?" Grandma asked.

"He likes the loo. Your friend. The male."

"The male." Adam laughed staring at his brother.

"Stop it! He'll be here in a minute." Jackie scolded.

"After he's wiped his cock on the curtains." Jonny joked, hand resting on (Y/n) thigh.

"Jonny!" Just as a loud hamming noise flowed through the house.

"I think it's coming from the kitchen?" (Y/n) stated standing up to follow the noise as both boys followed behind her.

Watching as she opened the back door to reveal Jim from next door.

"Hellooo." Jim greeted.

"Hi Jim, what are you doing?"

"Who is it?" Jackie called from the dining room.

"Jim!" The trio shouted back.

"Hello Jackie! Something smells nice." Jim called back.

"Why didn't you just use the front door?" Jonny asked wrapping his arm around his girlfriends waist.

"Well, that's the thing. I couldn't get there because, did you know there a car parked right up against it?"

"Yes we know."

"Joy of rider?"

"Um, sort of the opposite. The guy about hundred." Jonny smirked.

"I'm eighty two, thank you very much." Mr Morris voice came from behind the group.

"Hello Mr Morris." Jonny greeted awkwardly as (Y/n) giggled into his chest.

"Something wrong with my driving?" The older gentleman asked Jim.

"Not specifically your driving, more specifically your parking."

"Who is this man?"

"Jim the neighbour." (Y/n) politely replied before bending down and stroking a very happy Wilson.

"Oh a dog. I don't like dogs. Dirty!" Mr Morris glared at the dog.

"Don't listen to him Wilson your a good boy!" (Y/n) praised scratching behind his ear.

"You shouldn't allow dogs near food preparation areas. Dirty."

"He's not dirty!"

"They're riddled with nits."

"Oh no not Wilson. I had him de-riddled."

"Dirty." Mr Morris grumbled storming out the kitchen.

"Who was that man?" Jim questioned.

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