Bow Lane
Middletown, Connecticut
Woodrow: Why isn't anyone talking to me?
Elaine: So, that's exactly what I told her.
Solomon: Did she get the message? *wearing a hat*
Elaine: Yup. And I.....
Woodrow: You guys talk to me! I'm being ignored over here!
Elaine: Woodrow, you're gonna have to wait.
Solomon: We're having a conversation right now.
Woodrow: I'm not a child! I'm an adult! You better believe that ya dig?
Solomon: Just stop it!
Woodrow: *gets in Solomon's face* Don't mess with me, okay?
Solomon: Back up, buddy! I don't like your attitude! Just wait till we're done talking, then you can chat with us!
Woodrow: Forget it, I want to go home! *storms out of Elaine's house*
Elaine: Just ignore him! So, where are you originally from?
Solomon: Maine!
Elaine: Cool, Maine is a beautiful state from what I seen!
Solomon: It truly is!
This story was written on Friday, September 13th, 2024.
A/N Woodrow, your attitude is very nasty! I hate you already! 😅😅😅😅 Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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