Meet Crying Baby

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"I think you've gone insane." I think I've gone inside.

"Ellie!" Ginni frowns at me before picking up the pillow I threw at her, throwing it back at me, but I was already sprinting around our small apartment with my hands flying in the air.

"You JINX on me! You witch!.." I said that to run away from her, Augh...but my stamina is dying down. I don't know how I escaped from the front door, but I'm running across the sidewalk. No one is out this evening, so it's just us screaming for the moon to dim its light.

"Get your ass back here, I didn't do shit. I know you too well...It wasn't even on purpose!" Ginni screamed the last sentence before throwing the pillow right into my back. Strike! 

"You witch! You witch!" I screamed, crying for the Well to overflow with water. 


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"Let me try some of that," I take a bite out of Ginni's spoon. 

"Eat your own cone," She moves her cup away from me. I'm manspreading my leg across the bench with Ginni, who's cross-legged, eating our own ice cream after all that running. We got the dessert from a shop that was still open that moment we had taken a break. 

"You didn't get a cone." I sigh putting my temple on her shoulder as she tries to move away every time but I exhausted her once more and we just sat there, looking at the moon and beautiful pole lamp light lighting in gold all around the neighborhood.

We sat quiet, enjoying the peace. 

"So, you met his baby?" 

"The more I think back to it the more clear his features appear on him." I suck the inside of my cone.

"Two kids? He must be in a serious relationship," Ginni and I thought outloud. Too exhausted for another few miles run so we just stir in the potion of witchness; just chilling.

I lifted my head and looked around the beauty of the street once more.

"We should've brought karaoke." 

"Ain't even needed..." Ginni looked to be mumbling to herself but I barely focused on her when I felt myself, my throat and my body shaking to do something. 

"We've got dreams to be..." I started off, running across the empty street along with my sticky hands from my finished ice cream cone and rolling around the poles as I put off a show for Ginni. 

Halfway through me singing she went on her phone. I don't know how she got it, how she hid it, nor how she had the time while she sprint across crosswalks after me. 

I still am bored, so I took my time performing for nobody and did as I pleased for the eyes of the lamp poles. My body is so stiff though, I stopped exercising and stretching at some point all together, this is the outcome. 

Sex was something to enjoy, considering it was a form of exercise but now it just bores me. The last guy pissed me off so fucking much but hey, I bumped into Baby Daddy! 

Now, seems like he's actually taken. 

I'm just confused about one thing however, why the heck does El's uncle hate me? 

I don't even know that dude. 

"Ginni..." I look back to the bench that that curly fries hair was sitting on. I perk my lips like a duck's, hands locked in between fingers and gripping the pole as I swing my self back and around. 

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