1: Meet [Richie]

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"WOAH. No, she's obviously going to be mine, you didn't even like her until now.. suddenly?" I say, because, who the heck does this guy think he is? He literally admitted that she was mid. I really don't understand this guy's reasoning.

"Um.. no." He said. dragging out the "o". "I was just messing around to.. see how you would react. And.. I got my answer." 

"Ah, okay, sure.." I replied. "But, anyways, I, like, totally like her way more than you." He said as he took an inhaler out of his little fanny pack and took a quick puff of it.

 "Oh, wow, you have an inhaler?" I said, laughing.

 "Yeah, what about it?" He said. 

"Nothing, it's just cute." He looked at me with an annoyed glare. 

"My asthma isn't cute."

"Sure it is! Cute, cute, cute!" I said teasingly.

 "Okay, well why don't you just shut the fuck up because that's not what we're talking about right now." He glared at me.

 "Kinky!" I said, giving him finger-guns.

 "What the fuck?" He said, flipping me off. 

"Aw, thanks sweetheart, but I don't really have to vomit right now!" I say, laughing hysterically.

He glares at me and sighs. "Whatever. I guess I'll see you around..." He trails off. I hold out my hand, "Richie's the name, my good sir but, you can call me whenever." I say, winking at him jokingly. 

He holds his hand out to shake mine, but I pull my hand back and run it through my hair. He scoffs, "My name's Eddie, dick-wad." And with that, he walked away.

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