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𝕎𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕎𝕚𝕝𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝔼𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕒. ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕖𝕣, 𝕟𝕠𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕒 𝕗𝕖𝕨 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤 𝕒𝕘𝕠. It was because she was really nice to be around. She was a sweet girl, who was genuine and honest, for the most part.
And because she's my future stepmom.
The two immediately hit it off, a minor hiccup on the road to being besties was when she may or may not have concussed herself after witnessing a gory scene in her gas station. However, the two moved past that quickly.
Estrella and Wade liked a lot of the same things, she never insulted or belittled him and was incredibly gracious whenever she would hang out with him, always bringing a snack or gift, whether store-bought or home-made, it was always very thoughtful of her.
Her mere presence and mention also spared Wade many injuries, both physical and emotional, because one of his roommates seemed to be a bit enchanted by her.
And so, despite breaking into her home and having his nose broken, he was happy to see her.
"So, what brings you by?" Estrella asked, a large, fluffy blanket covering most of her legs, her neon pink fuzzy socks peeking from beneath the blanket.
After having broken Wade's nose, she felt bad, and so, she baked him a cake.
And let me tell you, I still have wet dreams about that cake.
Sitting on her small recliner, Wade indulged in the thick slice of red velvet cake that his new favorite friend baked special, just for him.
"Just wanted to see you, pumpkin." He spoke, his voice a bit muffled as he chewed on a piece of the cake. "I was in the neighborhood, thought we could hang?" He added.
"Oh, aw. That's so nice." She smiled at him, "But next time, please knock." She added, gesturing to her fist which was wrapped in a bag of frozen peas.
"Right, will do." He said. "So, how 'bout a game?" He asked, setting his now empty plate on her coffee table. Furrowing her brows, she shrugged. "Um, why not a movie or something? I don't have many games." She trailed off.
"Oh, well, what's streaming?" Wade asked, clapping happily as she turned the TV on, "Streaming?" She asked.
"Yea, you have Disney plus? Or Hulu? Hell, I'll even take Netflix." He listed, watching her shift uncomfortably in her seat.
