Emory Quinn, a curious introvert, and Colby Brock, a carefree adventurer, meet by chance in a town full of dreams. Together, they embark on an unexpected journey that shows them that even in the darkest shadows, laughter, friendship, and maybe a bit...
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"Good morning, sunshine!" A high-pitched voice spoke. I rubbed my eyes and managed to get some words out.
"Dude, it's seven in the morning," I said in a heavily aggravated tone. "What are you doing up?" I asked.
"I never went to bed in the first place," Aoi said while laughing. "Here." she said as she sat on my bed and handed me an iced coffee. A dulce de leche latte with oat-milk, to be exact.
"You're forgiven," I said as I sat up on my bed while taking a few sips. "How was your night?" I asked her. Bits and pieces coming back to my head about last night. "What was her name? Rylee?" I asked.
"Rylee was so much fun," she said, biting her lip. "Those green eyes are something else when you're on top." she winked, causing me to almost choke on my latte. "What happened with Colby?" she asked. I realized that I never messaged him back last night.
"Fuck, my phones dead," I said as I looked up at her. "He messaged me before I went to bed but I must've fallen asleep."
"Hurry up and plug it in, I wanna see!" she said as she laid on my bed horizontally.
"Whatever," I said, bursting out in laughter.
Even though she had woken me up extremely early for my liking, and practically broke into my house, I can't actually stay mad at her.
I stood up and walked to the bathroom to freshen up. Until my phone was charged, I needed to do something with my morning. So I decided to make some breakfast for Aoi and I, and drive her home. I'm assuming she didn't want Rylee to know where she lived, and asked her to be dropped off here instead.
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"What would you like for breakfast?" I asked as I grabbed a few random ingredients out of my fridge.
"Your famous French toast, please" she responded, sitting on the bar. "Is your phone charged yet?" She asked, showing a wide smirk on her face.
"Probably, but I'm not going upstairs." I said, turning on the stove.
"Seriously though, what all happened?" She crossed her legs and gave me her full, undivided attention.
"I remember sitting on a bridge with him and talking about our biggest fears. Honestly a lot of the conversation seems fuzzy. But..." I said as I turned to face her "I felt at ease with him."
"I'm literally witnessing a hallmark love story unfold,"she said while doing a little happy dance.
"Stick to your BL, please." I said as I rolled my eyes in a playful manner and faced the stove again. "He did say he wanted to see me again, before he goes back to LA" I could sense her excitement.
