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"Ya'know, I really never liked the cheese that goes on sandwiches, the yellow American one. That shits fucking nasty." I said, to my best friend. Slurping my drink. Looking at the small fishes swimming in the small pond in my backyard.

"Really? I thought people from America liked it?" Dom said, I chuckled.

"Yeahh, some of us do. But not me." I sighed.

"Anyways, you coming over for dinner at mine?" You thought about his words.

"Will perito be there?"

"DUH, HES MY DOG."

"SURE THEN!"

I got up after that, walking back inside my house. I grabbed my phone from the coffee table, I could hear it ringing from outside.

'Owen?what could he want?'

Owen had sent multiple messages, all saying for me to come meet up with him. And that he has a surprise.

"Okay, sure!" I shrugged. Going to where Dom was at.

"Dominican, I gonna go. Something came up at my job." I said, not letting him say anything. Because I left running.

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