Ontario leaned in and hugged me. Hugged! Who knew he was a huggable person? I hesitantly hugged back and he awkwardly pulled away. "Sorry," he apologized, his cheeks brightening up second by second. I just looked at him and didn't reply. Ontario stood up and his stone cold facade returned, sadly. "Make sure to put out the fire before you go to bed," he spoke sternly, like I was a child. He started to head to one of the vacant rooms in this house and I watched him leave. What just happened?
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"You look like a dork," I said as Ontario put on some nerdy glasses. We were currently in Walmart fooling around since we had nothing better to do and, there's a bonus, we were probably the last people on earth who didn't want to eat flesh!
Ontario grinned and showed his perfect white teeth. I'm so jealous of his teeth... Teeth goals.
"I know my teeth is goals," Ontario said cockily as he took off the glasses and put them on a random rack of things. I rolled my eyes and checked my gun to make sure I was loaded. "Jeez, you're such a paranoid freak," Ontario remarked, as he walked off to a shelf filled with CD's.
"Thanks," I replied as I jumped over a counter. I started going through a drawer and found a pack of gum. Score! "Ontario, I found gum!" I said and Ontario turned his head so fast I thought he was going to break his neck. "Woah, calm down, don't want you dead, do we?" I said jokingly as I tossed him a piece of mint gum.
"Bless your soul, Texas," Ontario replied as he popped the piece of gum in his mouth and continued to look at the CD's.
I could really get use to Ontario's company.
This was just a filler chapter! I'm back, wooo. Thanks everyone for reading!
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Fanfiction"This is the problem with getting attached to someone. When they leave you, you just feel lost."
